Wednesday, September 16, 2015

The Eternal Sunshine of the Compartmentalized Mind

Hillary Clinton, Commander in Chief of the loyal opposition in the War on Women has a message for the troops:

“I want to send a message to every survivor of sexual assault.”

“Don’t let anyone silence your voice. You have a right to be heard. You have a right to be believed. We’re with you.”

bill-clinton-Oh yeah, baby!

Wow! In an act of hubris worthy of Bubba himself, Hilz bravely stood up for all victims of sexual assault. Employing the famous Clinton power of compartmentalization (aka “psychic fragmentation”) she ignored all of the following women whose voices were silenced; those who she and Bill decided didn’t have a right to be believed:

Kathleen Willey expressed her feelings on the subject:

“She’s a money-hungry hypocritical witch who will do anything for money.”


“She’s a lying pig. I CANNOT believe that she had the gall to make that commercial. How dare she? I hope she rots in hell.”

Team-Clinton’s Cajun Attack Machine immediately weighed in:

Carville“Drag a hundred-dollar bill through a trailer park, you never know what you'll find.”

To which Dana Loesch responded:

no cigar

How dare she, you ask? It’s easy when you’re compartmentalized, just like her husband before her; just like her last boss:

obama-clinton-dnc-300x187The Eternal Sunshine of the Compartmentalized Mind

In a word, Bill Clinton is the national embodiment of a neurotic symptom that has showed up as the self-description of overreachers everywhere: compartmentalization. And, boy, can he compartmentalize. Never before has American public life been witness to a man who can open and shut the many doors of his mind and soul with such chilling self-assurance. The country has watched with wonder and nausea as Bill Clinton has diffracted himself into several Bill Clintons-the adulterer, the good father, the loyal husband, the lousy husband, the liar, the truth-teller, the empath, the charmer, the politico, the policy wonk, the man who loved Yitzhak Rabin, the man who strokes Yasir Arafat, the peacemaker, the missile launcher, the liberal, the social conservative, the moral arbiter, the seducer.

Is he polymorphous? Is he perverse? He is the man about whom Toni Morrison wrote, “He’s our first black President.” And yet he’s not a black man. He’s just trained, as his generation was, to be all things to all men, and women. And not too much of anything to anyone.

He’s compartmentalized.Observer, 1999

So there you have it: being all things to all men (a term we can no longer use in the enlightened world of 2015), they end up being not much of anything to anyone. That pretty much sums up the world of presidential politics these days.


Which, if you think about it, may explain The Donald’s popularity. He’s not everything, butt at least he’s something.

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