The BIG Lie

I have a pretty good memory, better than most. Even so, I forget things -- my friends' birthdays, how much money -- exactly -- I made last year, the last time the Pirates won the World Series. But I don't forget the big things: how long I was in labor (33 hours), my first kiss (I was twelve, and it was to Augie Fuentes), the weather on my wedding day (sunny!). This is probably why it's so hard for me to believe that Hillary Clinton "misspoke" about BEING UNDER SNIPER FIRE IN BOSNIA! I mean, if you were really under sniper fire ANYWHERE, I don't think you'd ever forget it and if you were NEVER under sniper fire, you wouldn't exactly think you were. I have never imagined myself being under sniper fire, or in the middle of a war zone or in the middle of a gun battle in downtown L.A. (no matter how many times I watch the movie "Heat").

When Hillary Clinton "misspoke" about being under sniper fire in Bosnia in the 1990s, she simply told a lie. A BIG LIE. And she got caught. It's not pretty getting caught in a lie, big or small, with the whole world watching. Ask Bill Clinton, he knows -- but then again, he'd have us believe he didn't lie either, he was just trying to figure out what "is" is.

It's not okay for Hillary Clinton to tell a BIG lie to the American public, especially over and over, and then make it sound like she didn't. And she's done it before -- about her "experience" in Northern Ireland, her backtracking on NAFTA, etc. etc. I don't trust people who tell a really BIG lie, the kind that is an obvious, calculated, "you KNEW you were lying" lie. The only thing worse is when they won't own up to it.