Hilary Clinton goes full menopause on reporter over Bill.

I don’t normally do political opinion posts and I’m not today either. But I saw this situation coming last week when former President Bill Clinton sashayed John Wayne style into North Korea and waltzed out with those two hot Asian reporter chicks. I watched the whole drama on the news, and I do have to add that I was thrilled and relieved that the young women were freed.

Then I made myself laugh all afternoon as I pictured scenarios that might have taken place on the plane (thoughtfully loaned by playboy Hollywood friend and Clinton supporter, Stephen Bing). Apparently Clinton just went and spoke to Kim Jong Il and was able to negotiate the release of the journalists with the notoriously difficult dictator in a few hours. Damn that man is smooth.

I’ll bet he promised to film a little action and send it to his new buddy. A former President, two grateful young women (who happen to be very attractive), a tricked out personal jet (did it have a hot tub?), and a well stocked bar complete with Cuban cigars.

“Come here to Big Daddy, little girls. Show me some of that hot Oriental love. Y’all do some massage?”

I swear he winked at the camera when he followed them on to the plane.

So where was the Secretary of State during all this? I would have been right there myself, shoving him out of the way so that the press could have gotten my sound bite instead of his. Yes, the State Department coordinated the biggest foreign policy accomplishment of the Obama administration last week, but who took all the credit?

Big Daddy did, darling.

So can you blame Hilary when she got pissy as hell at a news conference in the Congo when a mistake in translation led to a question about President Clinton’s opinion instead of President Obama’s? She went full menopause on the reporter, and as a woman going through it myself, I totally understand. The only thing missing was the scary cobra neck roll that accompanies my own meltdowns.

I’m Secretary of State! Quit asking me about my husband, he’s retired and happily ass grabbing a whole new staff out of the limelight, dammit! I’m the important one now!

I love when Hilary Clinton loses her cool. I do like her, unlike most women. I’d have liked her a lot more a few years ago if she had gone white trash on Bill and beat him upside the head with one of her sensible shoes on live television when that whole Monica Lewinsky drama took place. I think a lot more women could have identified with her and might have supported her political aspirations if she had acted like a normal woman would have when slapped in the face with her husband’s continual very public pussy chasing.

She would have been elected President, and maybe he would have had to finally step down and let her just for once not look like a bitch to the public.

Again.