Editorial: Please, Hillary, don’t do it


The Charlotte Observer



Dear Hillary,

Don’t do it. Spare us all. Walk away.

You may be dying to run for president again. But from all of us sporting those bumper stickers that say “Any functioning adult 2020”, we beg you: Don’t.

Maybe our worries are premature. Maybe you have no intention of running. Maybe the op-ed this week in the Wall Street Journal by your former pollster, Mark Penn, and New York politician Andrew Stein headlined “Hillary Will Run Again” is way off base. After all, they cite no real evidence that you’re planning on it.

But forgive us for believing it might be so. After all, you yourself left the door wide open in an interview last month with Recode’s Kara Swisher, telling her “I’d like to be president” and that it “would be work that I feel very well prepared for…”

Oh, lordy.

OK, so you would be very well prepared for it. Few people in the nation’s history have a better resume for the job — US senator, Secretary of State, First Lady, Wellesley and Yale Law graduate. And you’ve been within sniffing distance of the job for decades. You even won the most votes two years ago.

We get why that would all justify a run in your mind. Except one thing. As you said in “What Happened,” your book about the 2016 race:

“I have come to terms with the fact that a lot of people — millions and millions of people — decided they just didn’t like me.” You are, as you said in that book, “a lightning rod for fury.”

So many things would go wrong if you ran. You would again justifiably be seen as untrustworthy. The “Crooked Hillary” epithet would reemerge and stick.

You had the second-lowest approval ratings of any presidential candidate in generations and managed to lose to the person with the lowest. Not much has changed since then.

You’d be no threat to flip a Republican state and you’d be a dicey pick in the purple states. Florida? Ohio? Michigan? North Carolina? Trump. Trump. Trump. And Trump.

America has a major case of Hillary fatigue. The stakes are too high.

Please, don’t do it.

The Charlotte Observer

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