Smug – Exhibiting or feeling great or offensive satisfaction with oneself or with one’s situation; self-righteously complacent.
I debated whether I should write about the debates. Guess who won? Unfortunately I can’t say the same for last night’s political debate. I haven’t got a clue. Certainly not the American public. I endured the “composed” Hillary as she snubbed her nose at the radical unexperienced politician. I got sick to my stomach as two supposedly intelligent people bantered back and forth rather than answering to problems facing every American today.
When we’re given a choice between the best of the worse, what are our options?
One wore a red pant suit – and to reference her quote as to what her opponent would wear to the debates, she said something like – probably his red power tie. Not to be outdone, she pulled out all the stops with her red power suit, coiffed hair and smirkey expression throughout – looking down her nose at the raucous man on her right. Sure he lost his cool. Wouldn’t you? The queen of lies is at her best when under pressure and she didn’t disappoint.
I’ve never been a Clinton supporter. I don’t understand how her pompous attitude can be interpreted as confidence. It was clear to me that the only attribute that clearly defines Mrs. Clinton is her ability to roll her eyes when questioned about the truth.
More time seems to have been spent on personalities than on issues. The back and forth games, the accusations, the see what I’ve accomplished – is this a sign of what our nation has become – a group of narcissists who think they can do anything at the expense of the common man?
I really don’t think either candidate scored any great points last night. Neither of them were presidential – unless you call being smug, presidential. Oh, yeh, we’ve had eight years of smug. When I was looking for an image to go along with this post, guess whose picture showed up?