It’s always funny to see women at each other’s throats. Now that so many women have power, we no longer have political mud slinging, but rather something even better: political mud wrestling.
I suppose this is one thing we men can now start to sit back and enjoy as the ship of state slowly slides under the waves. For all their “you go girl” solidarity and fist-pumping on Oprah, women’s cooperation and claims of common interests is a big sham. When Mistuh Gubmint Sugahdaddy’s cash runs out they’ll all be at each other’s throats, blaming one another with as much vigor as a cheating wife blames her husband.