Friday, June 10, 2016

Hillary the Other Woman By Dolly Kyle

Dolly Kyle met Bill Clinton on a golf course in Hot Springs, Arkansas in the summer of 1959 when she was 11 years old and he was 12.
A thunderbolt struck, so powerful and intense, it was love at first sight that lasted 32 years - through all his Arkansas gubernatorial years and right up until 'Billy' - as she calls him - was on the threshold of the White House.
Dolly dated Bill all the way through Hot Springs High School together and they were close when he went off to law school at Yale.
In 1974, he told her of this woman he had moved in with at Yale. It was simply a decent place to live, a roof over his and she would never be an issue between them, he intimated.
The now 60-something Dolly didn't realize at the time that Hillary's role was financial provider, a role that started at Yale University in New Haven, Connecticut.
'Hillary's role of providing financial security for Billy was part of her motivation for the series of financial crimes (yes, crimes) that she committed over the decades'.
'Hillary was upholding her part of the deal to get Billy elected president, after which it would be her turn to be the first woman in the Oval Office', lawyer and author Dolly Kyle writes in her bombshell book Hillary, The Other Woman, published by WND Books.
‘Billy and Hillary Clinton continue to be lying, cheating, manipulative, scratching, clawing, ruthlessly aggressive, insatiably ambitious politicians who are giving public service a bad name – and nothing about them has changed in the past forty-plus years, except that they have deluded more and more people’.
'The Clintons and their misled supporters have rewritten history to suit their political agenda, which is to get votes to get power to get money to get more power to get more money'.
'The Clintons' vicious cycle of intertwining greed and power addictions will have no limit, unless someone stands up and announces, "The emperor has no clothes!"
'Here am I', writes Dolly.
'Ideology, integrity, and love of country were never involved in the "Billary" quest for the White House.
'It was always a codependent, co-conspiratorial grab for money and power and more money and more power'.
'Unfortunately for them and for the United States of America, there is never enough to satisfy addicts'.
Dolly watched Bill Clinton grow up in Arkansas. She witnessed Hillary bringing her carpetbag to Arkansas.
'I know what really happened'. She heard it firsthand.
The 'Man from Hope', only lived in Hope, Arkansas, until the age of seven when he moved to Hot Springs.
The segregated climate in the South festered an attitude towards blacks and allowed Clinton to use the phrase 'G**damn n****r,' which Dolly heard him frequently say.
Clinton first confessed his desire to be president to Dolly back in high school and began chasing it when he was an Arkansas delegate to Boys Nation in the summer of 1963 that took him to the White House and a photo-op with President John F Kennedy in the Rose Garden.
Hillary jumped into that dream by defining herself as financial provider, so Billy told Dolly.
Her support allowed him to pursue 'his addictions to politics, power and sex'.
Bill's mother had supported the family financially while his stepfather drank. Now it was Hillary supporting him and he introduced Dolly to the woman from Yale on the evening of May 28, 1974 at the airport in Little Rock.
It was election night and Senator William Fulbright was running for re-election. He had been Clinton's champion, gave him his first Senate job while Bill attended Georgetown University; introduced him to powerful people in Washington; supported him for the Rhodes Scholarship he won; a teaching job at Arkansas Law School and his endorsement as well as intros to financial backers for Bill's first congressional campaign that he eventually lost.
Bill's plane landed and he was first to de-board followed by 'a dowdy-looking woman who appeared to be middle-aged'.
Bill greeted his lover Dolly formally with an extended hand while she checked out this mystery woman accompanying him.
'I couldn't imagine why Billy would haul such a person in the plane with him in public. She was wearing a misshapen, brown, dress-like thing that must have been intended to hide her lumpy body. The garment was long, but stopped too soon to hide her fat ankles and her thick calves covered with black hair'.
'Thick brown sandals did nothing to conceal her wide feet and the hair on her toes'. Dolly was embarrassed that she was staring.
Hillary's eyes, glared at her from behind coke-bottle-thick lenses' with an air of real hostility.
Her thick eyebrows melded together stretching across her forehead.
'In that moment, I noticed that the woman emitted an overpowering odor of perspiration and greasy hair. I hoped that I wouldn't gag when she got in the car'.
 I was stunned thinking it was some kind of a sick joke - a woman in a hideous disguise.
Finally the introduction: 'Dolly, this is Hillary. Hillary, Dolly.'
'I was stunned,' Dolly recalled, thinking it was 'some kind of a sick joke' - a woman in a hideous disguise.
Dolly extended her hand but Hillary only glared and nodded.
The plan had been to go the Fulbright's campaign headquarters, but when the votes came in he was losing.
Hillary signaled to Bill and the plan was changed. He would head back to the airport.
'I don't want to be seen with a loser,' Bill told Dolly.
This was his mentor on the most critical night of his 30-year career. It brought tears to Dolly's eyes that he would not pay his respects to the man responsible for his career.
From the blurb:
You think you know Hillary and Bill Clinton pretty well. After all, they have been in the public eye from Arkansas to the White House and beyond for over forty years.

Dolly Kyle met former president Clinton (Billy as she calls him) on a Hot Springs golf course when she was eleven and he was almost thirteen. It was colpo de fulmine (the thunderbolt) at first sight. Their friendship grew throughout high school and college. It became a decades-long affair that lasted despite marriages and politics all the way to the threshold of the White House when she became a political liability, and he threatened to destroy her, as Hillary had done to so many of his other women over the years. What you know about the Clintons is probably limited to the pleasantries that the mainstream media have chosen to share with you. Hillary the Other Woman pulls no punches in describing the way media magic makes Clinton stories disappear.

Have you heard about

The RICO (Racketeering Influenced and Corrupt Organizations) federal lawsuit that Kyle filed against Clinton and cronies while he and co-president Hillary were in the White House?

The racial discrimination lawsuits filed by African-Americans against Clinton as governor of Arkansas?

Clinton s orders for the Arkansas State Police to stop and search vehicles driven by Hispanics?

Thousands of young African-American men given long prison sentences under the three strikes laws pushed by co-presidents Bill and Hillary?

The co-president Clintons pandering to minorities with a subtle form of race baiting with their welfare agenda?

The racist names they call Jesse Jackson behind his back?

Hillary the Other Woman is not only about the politics of the Arkansas gubernatorial years and the famous two for the price of one presidency. It also provides a perspective on Arkansas life that formed the backdrop and training ground for the Clintons in their later crimes, their gangster-like threats and intimidation of political enemies, and their arrogant belief that they are above the law. You will see the connection between Hillary s current email scandal and her shredding of documents when they left the Arkansas governor s mansion. You will realize that the Clinton Foundation is the new international version of the money laundering and bribes that you glossed over as Cattlegate. You will read clear, concise, entertaining accounts that put the multitude of Clinton scandals into everyday perspective. Finally, you will be privy to the Clinton truth suppression techniques that allowed them to get away with all of it. Until now...

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