Depending on where you did your survey, if you stopped 100 people on the street and asked them each to describe Hillary Rodham Clinton you’d probably get answers ranging from competent to hard nosed to cold to cast iron bitch (like I said, it depends on where you do your survey). That’s not the woman revealed in a series of letters, summarized in The New York Times today, though.
The college student revealed in letters to a high school friend is “…by turns angst-ridden and prosaic, glib and brooding, anguished and ebullient…” who suffers from all the awakenings, self doubt, and yearning those of us with even a smidgen of self-awareness are forced to cope with.
These letters make her human; they take away the illusion that if you woke her up at 3am on a random Wednesday and told her that polar bears had just become a nuclear power and were holding the state of Alaska hostage she’d be able to whip a 10 point recovery plan out of her bedside table without a blink. The New York Times, in my opinion, just made Hillary Clinton electable.