By now many of you have probably heard me tell the story of how my next-door neighbor, Israel Vallarta, turned out to be a kingpin in Los Zodiaco, a kidnapping-for-ransom ring in Mexico.
One of the many things we all learned was that Vallarta had a young girlfriend in addition to the woman he lived part of the time with in Guadalajara; the woman we all presumed to be his wife and mother of his two children.
The girlfriend’s name was Florence Cassez, and she’s now back in her native France after her 60 year prison sentence was overturned.
We’ll probably never know for sure.
But, for purposes of this piece, let’s assume Cassez didn’t hurt Vallarta’s victims.
Here’s the thing. She lived with Vallarta on the Cuernavaca ranch where his victims were held. It’s not exactly a stretch to assume she—at minimum—knew what Vallarta was doing.
Let’s make another assumption. Let’s assume she only knew—but didn’t participate.
She only knew.
Now imagine you’re Cristina Ríos Valladares, kidnapped (and allegedly abused) with her then-11 year old son.
You’d be cool with the fact that Cassez only knew?
Ok millennials, it’s time to switch gears and get to the point.
There’s a lot of talk about whether or not Bill Clinton’s past is “fair game” in Hillary Clinton’s campaign. (For the record, I absolutely think it is.)
And no, my fellow millennials, I’m not talking about the infamous stained blue dress and corresponding sexual shenanigans with Monica Lewinsky. While repugnant and dishonorable, if a guy has an affair and his wife decides to stick by the cad’s side, that’s their problem.
No, I’m talking about something on an entirely different level.
When that same guy abused and raped women, or so it is persistently alleged (over and over and over again) and the wife still stands by—well, I’ll let you think about that for a spell.
In the meantime, (and since most us are too young to remember) let’s look back at just a few of the women who’ve spent years trying to do exactly as Hillary Clinton says victims should do: be believed.
It was 1978. Bill Clinton was running for governor of Arkansas, and Juanita Broaddrick was working as a nursing home administrator; volunteering her spare time to the Clinton campaign. Clinton “singled her out during a campaign stop at her nursing home,” and talked about getting together some time to talk about the “needs of the industry.”
Fast forward to a convention in Little Rock, where she and Clinton agreed to meet. He allegedly convinced her to change the meeting location from a coffee shop in the hotel to Broaddrick’s room—where he proceeded to rape her; something Broaddrick remembers vividly:
“Then he tries to kiss me again. And the second time he tries to kiss me he starts biting my lip … He starts to, um, bite on my top lip and I tried to pull away from him. And then he forces me down on the bed. And I just was very frightened, and I tried to get away from him and I told him ‘No,’ that I didn’t want this to happen but he wouldn’t listen to me. … It was a real panicky, panicky situation. I was even to the point where I was getting very noisy, you know, yelling to ‘Please stop.’ And that’s when he pressed down on my right shoulder and he would bite my lip. … When everything was over with, he got up and straightened himself, and I was crying at the moment and he walks to the door, and calmly puts on his sunglasses. And before he goes out the door he says ‘You better get some ice on that.’ And he turned and went out the door.”
“What do I do here? Do I get out? What do I do?” recalled the former Arkansas state worker who had been escorted to then-governor Bill Clinton’s hotel room. “I didn’t have any idea that anything was going to go wrong. There were couches and tables, it wasn’t like a regular hotel room with a bed.”
Clinton was making obvious advances towards Jones, eventually exposing himself. “And the next thing you know he pulls down his pants, He sat on the couch and he was fondling himself and he asked me to kiss it,” said Jones.
She quickly started to leave the room, but not before Clinton made it clear to keep the incident quiet.“You’re smart. Let’s keep this between us.”
The volunteer White House aide said she asked for the meeting in order to see if Clinton could help her secure a job, as she and “her husband, the son of a prominent Virginia Democratic legislator, were undergoing significant financial strain.”
Willey continued, saying that “during the meeting Clinton forcibly groped her, kissed her on the mouth, and pushed her hand onto his crotch against her will.”
(For a comprehensive list of the women Clinton is alleged to have raped, groped, propositioned, and summarily ruined the lives of, click here.)
Let’s make a few more assumptions.
Let’s assume the allegations that Hillary Clinton actively participated in silencing the victims for her husband’s benefit are false.
Let’s assume that Hillary Clinton never referred to some of these women as “looney toons” and “trailer trash.”
Let’s assume Hillary Clinton never called a rape survivor “rude” for suggesting her husband’s past is a problem.
Let’s assume Hillary Clinton, the self-proclaimed Braveheart to the feminist cause, only knew about her husband’s “problems.”
She only … knew.
So, you tell me: does she deserve your vote?