When I was a child, my mother always emphasized to me that if I could not say something nice about someone, I should simply keep my mouth shut. “God hears everything you say,” she told me. I don’t think I became profane until after I no longer believed that God hears … or even cares what we say. Still, I think my mother gave me good advice and one that Confucius might even agree with. Saying something unkind to (or about) someone can very easily back-fire.
That said, I have never had much respect for the current head of the Clinton Crime Family. I have never trusted Donna Hillary, and have believed that her primary concern had anything to do with serving the interests of the American people. So that during her many campaigns for election to high office, I used to choke whenever the Donna spoke of breaking the glass ceiling —one small step for woman-kind. Hillary must have forgotten (conveniently, or otherwise) about America’s first woman president—and this surprised me because the Donna and Edith Wilson have so much in common.
Edith Wilson was the second wife of President Woodrow Wilson; they were married in December 1915 during Wilson’s first presidential term. When Wilson suffered a severe stroke in October 1919, Edith Bolling Wilson assumed the mantle of the presidency and governed the United States as chief executive until March 1921.
Like her husband (and Donna Hillary), Edith Wilson harbored racist feelings toward African-Americans; nothing overt, mind you … just the condescending view that blacks were a problem that demanded a white solution. Enter friend of the Wilson’s and founder of Planned Parenthood, Margaret Sanger. Sanger never concocted a plan to eradicate blacks from American society in one fell-swoop, but she did have a plan for controlling black populations through birth control and abortion clinics.
“We must have a stern and rigid policy of sterilization and segregation to that grade of population whose progeny is already tainted, or whose inheritance is such that objectionable traits may be transmitted to offspring.”—Margaret Sanger, 1932
It was never a surprise to me that Margaret Sanger’s plan was incorporated into Germany’s final solution for dealing with Jews and Gypsies in 1937, nor even that Hillary Clinton publicly stated that Margaret Sanger was the woman she most admired.
It wasn’t simply that Woodrow and Edith Wilson were racists; after all, they were southern Democrats —but more to the point, they were politically progressive. What progressives do best is divide Americans into little camps, and then by pitting one group against another, destroy the fabric of American society. This is part of the progressive (nee communist) agenda. Now add to this the incorporation of millions of functionally illiterate people into the Democratic Party; it was clearly a win-win situation for DNC —and still is.
Edith Wilson was also curious in another way. She proclaimed herself to be a descendent of a famous Indian princess: Pocahontas. It was a claim she never abandoned for the remainder of her life. Voila! Several decades later, another progressive would make a similar claim: Elizabeth Warren.
One need only casually examine the Democratic agenda to detect a disturbing trend —and one that leads us to conclude that people who harbor a progressive mindset, if not clearly psychotic, do hover near the border of its clinical definition.
No matter. The above only represents an interesting tidbit of American history that is probably unknown to most people today. The curious reader will no doubt initiate additional inquiries to discover for themselves the veracity of what I have written here.