Hillary, get back here.
You and the other democratic candidates might be done talking about your e-mails, but I’m not. I can’t move on that quickly. It’s just who I am. Call me dramatic, I don’t care. Because you might be, but I’m not done talking about those e-mails.
I wish I was one of those “cool voters” but I’m not, okay? I’m sensitive, I have feelings, and I want to sit here and talk until we’ve dissected everything we’ve found in every little nook and cranny of this whole e-mail scandal. Why did you hide your e-mails? Where were you when you did it? Who were you with? What kind of phone were you using? What were you wearing when you sent them? Did she know? Were you in love with her? Did what we had mean anything at all?
I know technically what you did was “legal” but that doesn’t make it right. And what if it happens again? I don’t have any control over that. So I’m sitting here bearing the emotional responsibility of learning to trust you again, and you’re just dismissing my–
Hillary. Hillary, can you please not check your phone while I’m talking to you? You know that’s one of my triggers. We’ve talked about this so many times.
It doesn’t matter if you’re still paying attention, it FEELS disrespectful. Well I don’t care, Iran can wait. Thank you.
I know you’ve already apologized but I want you to WANT to apologize. And I don’t care what Bernie Sanders says, he’s not a part of this relationship. It’s between me and you, voter and potential candidate. But my feelings haven’t been validated, Hillary.
No I’m not just going to “drop it.” You’re completely disregarding my feelings and-
Stop. Where are you going? Sit down and TALK TO ME. HILLARY. GET BACK HERE.
Wow. Just… wow.