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Bill's Heart

For whatever it’s worth, I shared Melinda’s sense that Bill had just sort of left his face in his other pants last night. (Now forcibly restraining myself from making the joke about where he might have left his other pants.)

Emily, you are right that the Clinton family tableaux at each of these speeches has proven a sort of still life in public social anguish—but given that it’s historically been the task of the presidential wife to look like a medicated groupie in a good suit, maybe it’s fair to say that Bill was doing a decent male impression of just that last night.