Posted 10:12 AM by Scoobie Davis

Heads I Win; Tails You Lose
If your name is Clinton, there's no way you can win with the Dolphin Queen, Peggy Noonan (or any of the other wing-nuts on the Wall Street Journal's editorial page, for that matter). Here's Nooner on the appearance by the Clintons at Billy Graham's last crusade held in Flushing Meadows, New York:

And there are the Clintons. There are always the Clintons. The man for whom Barack Obama worked so hard in 1992 showed up with his wife this week to take center stage at Billy Graham's last crusade in New York. Billy Graham is a great man. He bears within him deep reservoirs of sweetness, and the reservoirs often overflow. It was embarrassing to see America's two most famous political grifters plop themselves in the first row dressed in telegenic silk and allow themselves to become the focus of sweet words they knew would come.

Why did they feel it right to inject a partisan political component into a spiritual event? Why take advantage of the good nature and generosity of an old hero? Why, after spending their entire adulthoods in public life, have they not developed or at least learned to imitate simple class?

I suppose if the Clintons didn't go to the crusade (which took place in the state in which both Clintons reside), they would be snubbing "people of faith."

It isn't as if this isn't par for the course for Noonan. Here are a couple things she said about Bill and Hillary in the past. Noonan lets us know her superhuman ability to read faces:

Neither [Hillary] nor Bill loves America. They don't want the presidency to help the country but to use it as a platform to power...I met Hillary recently at the funeral of a mutual friend. It was bizarre; when she looked at me her face separated into entirely different halves. Her mouth smiled but her eyes told me quite clearly, "I detest you and will do my best to destroy you."

In her screed, The Case against Hillary Clinton, Noonan makes the following analysis:

It's as if [Bill and Hillary] don't have a facade, they've become a facade. You sense a depression on his part and an anger on hers. They seem to me trapped, lost in a maze of inauthenticity, looking for the admiration that they think will lead them home.

Noonan isn't the only one who can read faces. I possess that trait also. I saw Noonan on MSNBC recently and her mouth was telling me that the US should be resolute in the War On Terror but her eyes told me quite clearly, "I would like to straddle a gang of al-Qaeda warriors in the reverse cowgirl position."

Isn't it great to be intuitive?