Inside the inner sanctum of the Times' vacuity
Everyone's all over MoDo for what has to be one of her most bizarre columns ever, but, as usual, Doghouse Riley hits the high note.
Rimshot.MoDo, for once inadvertently revealing details about the inner lives of
"cabbies""her co-workers", rather than herself:When I walked into the office Monday, people were clustering around a computer to watch what they thought they would never see: Hillary Clinton with the unmistakable look of tears in her eyes.
A woman gazing at the screen was grimacing, saying it was bad. Three guys watched it over and over, drawn to the “humanized” Hillary. One reporter who covers security issues cringed. “We are at war,” he said. “Is this how she’ll talk to Kim Jong-il?”
Another reporter joked: “That crying really seemed genuine. I’ll bet she spent hours thinking about it beforehand.” He added dryly: “Crying doesn’t usually work in campaigns. Only in relationships.”
How would you know?
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