Oh, the Stooooooooopidity!!!!

Quick note.

I have been hit by some nasty digital comments re a memo of mine that appeared in one of the Hillary "What Difference Does it Make?" Clinton bathroom closet server dumps. A few of my things have shown up, but this one in particular seems to have attracted the ire of some really very stupid people--people who prove that not all stupidity comes from left field. You can go here and read some of these comments.

They respond to a little light-hearted unclassified note I wrote years ago when I served at the OAS (Organization of American States) and sent to the Deputy Assistant Secretary in the Bureau of Western Hemisphere Affairs (WHA). You can read that ancient memo here in its full leaked glory. The original recipient sent it to Cheryl Mills and others in the Hilary inner circle, and, apparently, it went on to the then-Secretary of State where it lodged in her illicit server.

The memo concerned the state of play in long-forgotten talks on Honduras's political situation in the wake of the removal of their President by their courts and their military. The note was written after a very long day (18-20 hours) and had as a closing line, "With fingers crossed, the old rabbit's foot out of the box in the attic, I will be sacrificing a chicken in the backyard to Moloch . . ."

It seems some people, to judge from their comments, take that line literally, and as proof that I was somehow involved in a Satanic cult at State.

First, let me reassure one and all that no chicken or rabbit was actually harmed in the writing of the memo. I, in fact, do not have a rabbit's foot, and, furthermore, did not sacrifice a chicken in my backyard to Moloch. While I have eaten a lot of them, I have never sacrificed chickens, goats, lambs, or cattle to any idol or false god in my backyard, or anywhere else . . . way too wasteful of expensive protein.

Second, I was not involved in any Satanic cult at State--they wouldn't have me because I did not belong to AFSA (American Foreign Service Association), AKA, the "union."

Third, I did not then nor do I now worship at the altar of Moloch, Ba'al, Lucifer, the Prince of Darkness, Satan, or at that of his representatives on earth, the Democratic Party.

Now, please . . . move on!