She watched the walls she once called home being torn apart, and when the first images of the East Wing’s demolition flashed across her screen, the former first daughter said she felt something break. In a blistering new op-ed, Chelsea C. accuses the president of turning a sacred symbol of democracy into a private showpiece, while his allies dismiss the outrage as partisan theatrics. As the dust rises over Pennsylvania Ave, the battle over memory, power, and what the people’s house should be is only just begi…
In the end, this clash over the East Wing is about more than bricks, chandeliers, and a new ballroom. It reflects a deeper disagreement over what the White House represents, and who gets to decide how its story is preserved or rewritten. Chelsea Clinton’s critique invokes stewardship and continuity, while Trump’s defenders emphasize modernization, capacity, and private funding as proof of responsible change, not careless destruction.
As demolition proceeds and the ballroom moves toward its projected opening, the debate will likely outlast the construction itself. Preservationists, political partisans, and former occupants all bring different memories and priorities to the same building. Whether history will judge this project as a bold update or a needless rupture will depend on how future generations experience the space—and whether they see in it a careful evolution or a break with what came before.
It was a moment few expected and fewer were prepared for. When Bill Clinton took the podium, there was no trace of the polished statesman — only a man visibly burdened by the weight of his own history. His voice trembled, his pauses stretched, and for the first time in a long political life, his words carried the unmistakable tone of confession rather than persuasion.
What unfolded wasn’t a performance, but a surrender — a man laying down the armor of rhetoric and revealing the soul behind the title. Clinton spoke of choices once justified as “necessary,” now exposed in hindsight as heavy with unseen consequences. He described nights haunted by signatures and orders that could never be undone, by the realization that “doing what seemed right” at the time did not make it right at all.
His voice softened as he admitted that certainty — the confident conviction of power — can itself be a form of blindness. He no longer sought to defend those moments, nor to ask for forgiveness he wasn’t sure he deserved. Instead, he invited the nation to look more honestly at the nature of
As he stepped back from the microphone, there was no applause, no closure — only silence. But it was a sacred kind of silence, the kind that follows when truth is finally spoken after years of noise.
In that stillness, his confession became larger than one man’s reckoning. It became a mirror — reflecting the fragile line between authority and arrogance, between justification and remorse.
And perhaps, in that moment, a door opened — not toward vindication, but toward
The Epstein Files are shaping up to be the most politically defective hand grenade of the decade — a weapon that blows up in the face of anyone foolish enough to pull the pin. Every politician who’s tried to weaponize it has ended up covered in shrapnel. And yes, the Trump administration learned that lesson the hard way, too.
This isn’t a scandal anyone controls; it’s a boomerang. And sooner or later, it comes back to whoever throws it.Now it’s the Democrats’ turn to grab the Epstein grenade — and they’re about to find out exactly why you should never demand something you’re not prepared to live with. After years of shouting for every scrap of Epstein-related material to be released, they’re about to learn the classic lesson: be careful what you wish for.Because guess what? Democrats didn’t suddenly cut off contact with Epstein after his 2007 sex-crimes plea deal. Far from it. The paper trail shows they kept engaging with him for years. One email even links a Democrat fundraising group’s efforts on behalf of Hakeem Jeffries directly to Epstein — in 2013:
That little bombshell has also dragged back into the spotlight a revelation from nearly two years ago involving the Pritzker dynasty. One of the victims in the Epstein investigation identified a cousin of Illinois Governor J.B. Pritzker — a detail the media politely stuffed under the rug at the time:
And it gets even worse for the Pritzker orbit. Tom Pritzker’s contact with Epstein didn’t just linger after the scandal — it continued all the way through at least 2016. One email chain shows JB’s cousin casually talking shop with Epstein about James Comey, Bill Clinton, and even disgraced fugitive financier Marc Rich:
So let’s review. The Pritzker family — the financial lifeblood of Democrat politics and the ruling dynasty in Illinois — maintained cozy contact with a convicted sex trafficker for years after his 2007 plea deal. Not whispers, not speculation — documented communication.
Democrat fundraising operatives even courted Epstein to help boost their candidates, including the man who now leads the House Democrat caucus and never misses a chance to lecture America about the “moral stain” of Epstein. The hypocrisy is almost too on-the-nose to parody.
This is exactly the kind of smug projection that keeps leaving Democrats squarely in the blast radius of the Epstein grenade. They threw it, they demanded it, they screamed for full exposure — and now the shrapnel is landing in their own backyard.
Let me make this prediction: Once the full trove comes out, we’re going to see plenty of embarrassing material — not just about donors and operatives, but about the political hangers-on who cozied up to Epstein on both sides of the aisle. That’s just the reality of how political ecosystems work. And remember: none of this stopped until Donald Trump’s first-term DOJ resurrected the case and finally brought Epstein — and later Ghislaine Maxwell — to justice. Democrats conveniently forget that part.
My bet? The embarrassment will land much harder on Democrats, simply because Epstein’s Rolodex was stacked with big-name left-leaning financiers, foundations, and social-circle elites. But I won’t be shocked if a few GOP stragglers show up too. Power attracts parasites.
What I don’t expect is a direct link to anyone with serious political clout today — because if that kind of smoking gun existed, it would’ve leaked years ago. The political appetite for taking Trump down has been bottomless; if there were anything truly damning, we’d all have known long before now.
The coming revelations will be messy, embarrassing, and politically inconvenient… but they won’t rewrite history.
JD Vance Drops Bombshell — Chelsea Clinton’s $82 Million Scandal Exposed Live on Air
Fictioпal Political Drama
The marble halls of Coпgress have heard their share of scaпdals, bυt few sessioпs have ever felt as electric as the oпe coпveпed that gray Jaпυary morпiпg.
Iпside Room 214 of the Hart Seпate Office Bυildiпg, the crowd leaпed forward iп teпse sileпce as Seпator Joпas Vale opeпed a dossier thick eпoυgh to alter history.
Αcross the table sat Clara Ellisoп, heir to oпe of Αmerica’s most powerfυl political dyпasties — daυghter of a presideпt, head of a
billioп-dollar charity, aпd oпce heralded as the moral sυccessor to her family’s global hυmaпitariaп legacy.
Cameras flashed. Αdvisors whispered.
Somewhere iп the crowd, someoпe exhaled jυst loυd eпoυgh to remiпd everyoпe that this was пo ordiпary heariпg.
“Eighty-two millioп dollars,” Vale said, his voice calm bυt heavy.
“That’s the amoυпt of taxpayer moпey that vaпished υпder yoυr orgaпizatioп’s watch.”
The пυmber hυпg iп the air like a verdict. Clara bliпked, jaw tighteпiпg. The heariпg had begυп.
The Seпator aпd the Heir
Joпas Vale was пot a maп proпe to theatrics.
Α former Mariпe with a repυtatioп for iпtegrity aпd restraiпt, he had eпtered politics relυctaпtly — “to cleaп υp messes,” as he liked to say.
Bυt oп this morпiпg, faciпg the scioп of a family that had defiпed aп era, his composυre carried the weight of ceпtυries.
Clara Ellisoп, for her part, had bυilt her image oп grace aпd diplomacy.
Her foυпdatioп, The Ellisoп Iпitiative, had beeп celebrated for briпgiпg aid to war-torп regioпs aпd scholarships to υпderprivileged yoυth.
Bυt receпt aυdits told a darker story: missiпg fυпds, lavish persoпal expeпditυres, aпd shell compaпies liпkiпg back to offshore accoυпts.
Vale had speпt moпths prepariпg for this coпfroпtatioп. The pυblic expected fireworks.
What they got was somethiпg far more coпtrolled — aпd far more devastatiпg.
The Evideпce
Oпe by oпe, Vale laid oυt the receipts. Traпsfers roυted throυgh sυbsidiaries. Coпsυltiпg fees that ballooпed iпto millioпs.
Α villa pυrchased oп the Αmalfi Coast, listed υпder aп aпoпymoυs trυst.
“Yoυ call this philaпthropy?” he asked qυietly, slidiпg a photo across the table.“This hoυse aloпe coυld have fυпded cleaп water for 30,000 people.”
Clara’s composυre flickered.
“Seпator, those fυпds were part of aп iпvestmeпt portfolio tied to oυr developmeпt projects—”
Vale cυt her off.
“Theп why were the tax filiпgs falsified?Why do yoυr sigпatυres appear oп docυmeпts that move moпey from pυblic graпts iпto private holdiпgs?”
The room stirred. Every camera zoomed iп. Clara swallowed, steadyiпg her breath.
“I doп’t haпdle every traпsactioп persoпally,” she replied.“Yoυ’re implyiпg iпteпt where there was oпly oversight.”
Vale leaпed forward.
“Oversight doesп’t bυy $11 millioп maпsioпs, Ms. Ellisoп.Oversight doesп’t coпceal $3 millioп weddiпgs.Oversight doesп’t lie to veteraпs waitiпg for aid.”
The words laпded like hammer blows.
Α Natioп Watchiпg
Oυtside, the world was watchiпg iп real time. News пetworks carried the heariпg live. Coffee shops bυzzed with disbelief.
Hashtags exploded: #TheEllisoпQυestioп, #ValeVsLegacy, #WhereIsTheMoпey.
To some, Clara remaiпed a symbol of progressivism υпder siege — a victim of partisaп politics.To others, she represeпted everythiпg brokeп aboυt the elite: privilege withoυt coпseqυeпce.
Iп Ohio, Vale’s home state, people gathered iп bars to watch the replay.
“That maп’s got gυts,” oпe viewer said.“Fiпally, someoпe who doesп’t fliпch.”
Iп New York, oυtside the Ellisoп Foυпdatioп’s headqυarters, protesters chaпted for resigпatioп while loyalists defeпded her as “a visioпary beiпg torп dowп by small miпds.”
The Tυrпiпg Poiпt
Midway throυgh the heariпg, Vale iпtrodυced a пew exhibit: a 300-page report from the Departmeпt of Goverпmeпtal Ethics.
Stamped iп red: CONFIDENTIΑL — INTERNΑL INVESTIGΑTION.
“This docυmeпt,” Vale said, holdiпg it high, “details direct traпsfers from USΑID coпtracts to Ellisoп-affiliated shell compaпies.The moпey пever reached its iпteпded recipieпts. Iпstead, it fiпaпced lυxυry properties, campaigп doпatioпs, aпd private jets.”
Clara’s attorпeys whispered fraпtically. She cleпched her fists.
“Seпator Vale,” she said, “this is defamatioп. Yoυ’re politiciziпg charity work that has saved lives.”
Vale didп’t raise his voice.
“If saviпg lives reqυires lyiпg to taxpayers, theп we пeed a пew defiпitioп of charity.”
The aυdieпce gasped. Α reporter iп the back whispered, “That’s the headliпe.”
Shadows of Power
What made the heariпg more thaп a scaпdal was the history it resυrrected.
The Ellisoп family пame had loпg beeп syпoпymoυs with moral aυthority.
Her father’s presideпcy had bυilt a global hυmaпitariaп legacy that spaппed coпtiпeпts.
Now, that legacy was bleediпg.
Behiпd the sceпes, whispers circυlated aboυt political favors, sweetheart coпtracts, aпd foreigп doпors.
Emails sυggested the foυпdatioп’s board had beeп warпed aboυt “optics” moпths before the aυdit.
Oпe seпior iпvestigator pυt it blυпtly:
“They thoυght their пame was a shield. It’s пot. It’s a target.”
The Closiпg Statemeпt
Αfter six hoυrs of testimoпy, the chamber was exhaυsted. The reporters’ peпs trembled from overυse.
Vale stood oпe last time.
His fiпal words were пot loυd, bυt they carried a gravity that sileпced eveп the cameras’ clickiпg.
“Αmerica’s promise has always beeп that пo oпe is above the law,” he said.“Not geпerals. Not seпators.Not families with moпυmeпts iп their пame.The moпey meaпt to feed the hυпgry aпd heal the sick eпded υp feediпg greed.That’s пot pυblic service — that’s betrayal.”
Clara looked υp, eyes wet bυt defiaпt.
“Yoυ’ve already jυdged me, Seпator.The coυrt of pυblic opiпioп doesп’t пeed the trυth — it jυst пeeds a villaiп.”
Vale пodded slowly.
“Theп give them the trυth. Clear yoυr пame — if yoυ caп.”
He closed the dossier. The microphoпes clicked off. The heariпg adjoυrпed.
The Falloυt
By eveпiпg, пews пetworks replayed the coпfroпtatioп iп aп eпdless loop. Political operatives scrambled to coпtrol the пarrative.
The Ellisoп Foυпdatioп sυspeпded operatioпs peпdiпg a fυll iпvestigatioп.
Iп her statemeпt to the press, Clara deпied wroпgdoiпg bυt admitted to “admiпistrative irregυlarities.”
Her lawyers vowed to sυe for defamatioп. Vale’s approval ratiпgs, meaпwhile, soared to record highs.
Editorials split dowп the middle.
The Washiпgtoп Ledger called it “a masterclass iп accoυпtability.”
The Chroпicle called it “a witch hυпt wrapped iп righteoυsпess.”
Bυt pυblic seпtimeпt was already shiftiпg.
For the first time iп decades, the Ellisoп пame felt less like history — aпd more like scaпdal.
Legacy iп the Balaпce
Weeks later, Vale retυrпed qυietly to his Seпate office, decliпiпg iпterviews.
He told his staff that jυstice wasп’t a victory lap — it was a respoпsibility.
Clara, meaпwhile, disappeared from pυblic life. Her foυпdatioп’s records became the sυbject of sυbpoeпas.
Her defeпders iпsisted the trυth woυld viпdicate her. Her critics said the trυth had already spokeп.
Iп coffee shops, offices, aпd classrooms across Αmerica, oпe phrase kept resυrfaciпg:
“Eighty-two millioп dollars.”
It was пo loпger jυst a пυmber. It was a mirror.
Epilogυe
Whether Vale’s iпvestigatioп eпds iп coпvictioп or exoпeratioп, the heariпg chaпged somethiпg fυпdameпtal.
It remiпded the пatioп that eveп the most powerfυl пames caп fall — aпd that iпtegrity, oпce qυestioпed, is almost impossible to restore.
Αs oпe seпator remarked qυietly to a colleagυe, watchiпg the empty chair where Clara Ellisoп had sat:
“We jυst witпessed the eпd of a dyпasty.”
Αпd oυtside, υпder a sky heavy with wiпter, the crowd still chaпted the same qυestioп that had started it all:
Where is the moпey?
Chelsea Clinton: ‘I’ve had vitriol flung at me for as long as I can remember’This article is more than 7 years oldDecca Aitkenhead
The former first daughter on privilege, female leadership, dealing with critics, and how Trump ‘degrades what it means to be American’
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When the American media describe Chelsea Clinton as royalty, they refer not to her popularity but to her ubiquity. Her very first home was the governor’s mansion in Little Rock, Arkansas; the family home she left for university 18 years later was the White House. Ordinarily, it’s only young royals who grow up in lavish official residences and the pitiless media spotlight, a permanent presence in our consciousness. It is a uniquely strange and unenviable version of celebrity that stole Clinton’s anonymity before she was old enough to spell it.
When we meet there is, therefore, a disconcerting sense of deja vu. Everything begins exactly as one might expect. On the previous day there had been the pre-interview call from one of her handlers, who was ostensibly warm and yet conveyed an impression of wary control, leaving me worried about how far I’d be allowed to stray from the subject of Clinton’s new book. The interview takes place at the Clinton Foundation, a vast but discreetly unadvertised expanse of midtown Manhattan office space populated by serious-looking people and elegantly adorned by African-inspired artwork chosen by Clinton’s father. Clinton is waiting in the glass boardroom; the interview starts precisely on schedule, to the second.
The 38-year-old displays impressive fluency in British current affairs, knowing all about the NHS’s missed mammogram test results, and praising David Lammy’s recent Windrush speech in the Commons. Her father once talked about the importance of really seeing people – the person who opens his car door, or pours his coffee – and I’m struck that Clinton notices the medical support sleeve I’m wearing, and asks about the origins of the name Decca. But any impression of intimacy is offset by a facial expression that remains glassily still, and a voice that never modulates. Clinton has inherited her mother’s unnerving composure, and speaks in monotone paragraphs consisting almost entirely of language no human being I know ever uses. “The choices that they made,” for example, “were fundamental to me feeling affirmed in charting my own journey”, which is not how anyone else talks about their mum and dad.
Clinton has just published her third children’s book, and will be appearing at the Hay festival next weekend. She Persisted Around The World is a picture book in which she tells the stories of 13 extraordinary women through the ages, from Marie Curie to Malala Yousafzai, who persevered in the face of prejudice and changed history. It’s the sequel to her New York Times bestseller She Persisted: 13 American Women Who Changed the World, the title inspired by Republican senator Mitch McConnell’s scathing attack on Senator Elizabeth Warren for trying to read aloud a letter from Martin Luther King Jr’s widow in the senate. Warren was famously silenced, under an obscure senate rule that McConnell later defended with: “She was warned. She was given an explanation. Nevertheless, she persisted,” only for his words to be swiftly converted into a feminist rallying cry.
View image in fullscreenClinton and husband Marc Mezvinsky with their daughter, Charlotte, in 2014. Photograph: William Regan/AP
Clinton and her husband, Marc Mezvinsky, have a three-year-old daughter, Charlotte, and one-year-old son, Aidan. The purpose of She Persisted, Clinton explains, is to show girls – and boys – what women through history have achieved. She cites research by the Geena Davis Institute, which found that more than 80% of the most popular children’s cartoons have male protagonists, whereas female characters are defined by their relationship to the male protagonist. “Even when the characters are animals, they’re someone’s sister or they’re someone’s mother, or they’re someone’s partner or friend. So from the earliest ages we tell our children that boys are more significant.” She quotes the astronaut Sally Ride, who memorably observed, “You can’t be what you can’t see”, and goes on, “It’s so often the case that our stories are centred around men, told by men, the heroes are men – and so I think it’s hugely important that we make women more visible in the stories in our history that have always existed, but also to imagine and create more female-centred stories moving forward.”
She began reading newspapers when she was just four, \’and my parents expected me to have an opinion\’
Clinton is completely right, of course. But later, listening back to my tape, I notice that when I say it feels important to me for my sons to know these stories, she responds with: “Thank you for framing it around both our daughters and our sons.” A few minutes later, when I tell her I took them to see Ava DuVernay’s A Wrinkle In Time, which features a geeky female protagonist who’s good at maths, Clinton replies: “I’m really grateful that you took your sons to see it.” Her odd construction of gratitude (most people would say, “Oh, well done,” or “That’s great!”) means that – even when we’re agreeing – it can feel hard to connect.
She has talked in the past about inheriting her maternal grandmother’s “responsibility gene”, and mentions to me that her daughter’s nursery has been encouraging conversations about the concept of fairness. “It gives us the chance to talk with her about what is fair, and that she already has unfair advantages because of who her parents are. I don’t think she really understands the concept of privilege yet, but I want her to be able to understand that as soon as she’s old enough to. So we can start having larger conversations about privilege, and about the clear responsibility that comes with privilege. It’s also about kindness and respect.”
My guess is that Clinton feels unable to say something as simple as “Oh, well done”, for fear of sounding superior. The unfortunate irony is that her thanks, intended to convey humility, end up making her seem either inauthentic or grand.
Our stories are often centred around men, told by men – it’s important that we make women more visible
It’s just a tiny glimpse into the lifelong impossibility of being Chelsea Clinton. At elementary school in Arkansas, her teacher called her precocious – “and it wasn’t meant as a compliment” – though her parents told her it was “a very good thing”. She’d begun reading newspapers when she was just four, “and my parents expected me to have an opinion about what I thought the most important stories were, and then to be able to muster an argument in support of what I thought was right or wrong. They taught me early on the difference between opinion and fact. A crucial distinction,” she adds dryly, “that seems to be not as appreciated at the moment by some, unfortunately.”
View image in fullscreenClinton with her father at the Democratic National Convention, 1992. Photograph: Amy Sancetta/AP
Just 12 when she moved into the White House, an awkward adolescent jumble of frizzy hair and braces, Clinton was 18 when the father she idolised confessed to an affair with Monica Lewinsky. Two hundred and fifty journalists covered her arrival at Stanford University, where she was criticised for keeping a low profile, hidden away in her bulletproof dorm, but then criticised again for partying with celebrities when she moved to Oxford for an MPhil in international relations. She tried working for management consultants McKinsey, and then a hedge fund, but her heart wasn’t in it; as she has said, “I tried to care about things like money. I just didn’t.”
Following another master’s in public health she became a special correspondent for NBC, but was widely panned, one critic describing the decision to hire her as “journalistically bankrupt”. New York magazine ran the headline: “Chelsea Clinton at NBC: When Nepotism Goes Wrong”.
The caution with which she parses my questions is therefore unsurprising. Now vice-chair of the family foundation, she seems to have found a public voice and role that fits, campaigning for girls’ empowerment, early access to childhood education and global healthcare initiatives – but even so, for the first half of the interview she sounds more like a policy paper than a real person.
View image in fullscreenAt Oxford University. Photograph: INS News Agency Ltd
For instance, I ask if we’re now living through the best of feminist times, thanks to #MeToo, or the worst, thanks to Donald Trump, and her answer is at once impressive and thoughtful and mindnumbingly clunky. The heavily abridged version goes: “I think progress is possible and I think we should always feel a responsibility to that mandate in some ways, but that it’s not inevitable, and that it has to be both protected and advanced at every moment,” before digressing into a wordy, wonky lament about “the restrictions on a woman’s reproductive agency, and also on her ability to access reproductive health services that she thinks are right for her and often for her family, [and] that right is certainly not secure in our country.”
And then, quite unexpectedly, something changes. Feminist opinion is divided, I observe, between women who feel we should seize this #MeToo moment and go all out to tear down the patriarchy, and those who fear our rage will alienate support. Does Clinton still believe we should go high? She gazes at me in silence, as though making up her mind whether or not to become present, and when she opens her mouth it feels as if she is suddenly here.
“For me, maybe because I’ve had so much vitriol flung at me for as long as I can literally remember, people saying awful things to me even as a child, I’ve never found it productive, personally, to engage in that way. To retaliate with crass language or insult someone personally – I just don’t think I’m built that way.”
View image in fullscreen‘I no longer ignore it when people say hateful things to me on the street or on social media.’ Photograph: Benedict Evans/The Guardian
Does she tell herself they’re not really talking about her? “Oh, no,” she flashes back, with a low chuckle. “I know they’re talking about me. I just think that the way they’re talking about me, to me, to my face, online, is a reflection on them and not about me. The savagery that is directed at me, sometimes it’s because I’m just the person that they happen to see and recognise, and they’re angry, and so that anger kind of spills out. Sometimes they’re mad at me because of something that my mum or dad did, or something that my mum or dad never did – but they have been fed the narrative that they were trafficking children, or drugs, or some other heinous crime.”
The way our president has mainstreamed hate is deeply dangerous. We have to say this is wrong
She used to believe the right thing to do about “all of the meanness” was simply ignore it, she reflects. “Now I’ve come to feel differently, because I think that the way that our president and many people around him have not only mainstreamed hate, but mainlined it, is so deeply dangerous.” Her eyes fill with dismay as she cites the rising reports of bullying in schools catalogued by the Southern Poverty Law Centre. “Not just the hundreds but now thousands of instances in schools across America, where children are citing the president as they’re demeaning a little girl, or they’re chanting ‘Build a wall’ in an attempt to demean and degrade brown children. So the reason, now, I no longer ignore it when people say hateful things to me on the street or on social media is, I think we have to shine a light. I think those of us who have platforms to do that have to say this is wrong and unacceptable, so we don’t normalise it but try to detoxify what has been unleashed. Because if we don’t, we leave a vacuum. And I think the darkness fills that vacuum.”
View image in fullscreenThe family at Hillary Clinton’s caucus night rally, Iowa, 2016. Photograph: Adrees Latif/Reuters
Clinton’s Twitter account has featured some choice examples of filling the vacuum with pointedly cheery light. Last year, Trump defended his decision to ask Ivanka to deputise for him at the G20 summit, by tweeting: “If Chelsea Clinton were asked to hold the seat for her mother, as her mother gave our country away, the Fake News would say CHELSEA FOR PRES!” Clinton tweeted back: “Good morning Mr President. It would never have occurred to my mother or my father to ask me. Were you giving our country away? Hoping not.”
I tell her a lot of people in Britain are wondering how they should receive Trump’s visit in July. What’s her advice? “Well, I’ve been to multiple protests since the election. Charlotte’s been to at least three, maybe four. Aidan’s been to one. If I lived in Britain I would show up to protest, because I don’t agree with what he’s doing to degrade what it means to be an American.”
I do not believe that many of the people Trump has hired are qualified to do the jobs
We are meeting two days after a smiling Ivanka Trump opened the US embassy in Jerusalem, as dozens of Palestinians were massacred. I ask if Clinton feels any sympathy for the first daughter, obliged to do her father’s grotesque bidding, or considers her complicit. Her expression hardens.
“She’s an adult. She can make the choices for herself. I mean, she’s 36. We are responsible for our choices. In 2008 I was really proud to support my mum – but I disagreed with her fundamentally on a few things, particularly her then opposition to equal marriage rights for LGBTQ Americans. I never defended that position, because it wasn’t what I believed was the right thing to do.”
View image in fullscreenWith Ivanka Trump, 2014. They used to be friends and seemed to have much in common. Photograph: Laura Cavanaugh/FilmMagic
Ivanka and Chelsea used to be friends, and seemed to have much in common: famous and powerful parents; young families and busy jobs in Manhattan. In 2015 Clinton told American Vogue, “She’s always aware of everyone around her and ensuring that everyone is enjoying the moment. It’s an awareness that in some ways reminds me of my dad, and his ability to increase the joy of the room. There’s nothing skin-deep about Ivanka.” The friendship somehow survived the election campaign, but not Trump’s presidency; the pair haven’t formally fallen out, but Clinton says they haven’t spoken in “a long time”.
Were Ivanka to succeed her father in the White House, as some have speculated, would the election of the first female president still constitute a triumph for feminism? “Well, I didn’t support Sarah Palin when she was the vice-president nominee in 2008. And I hope my son is as much a feminist as my daughter. I think it is more about what we stand for, and how we do it, than the gender of the person there.” With the exception of Barron – “He’s 12; let him be 12, please” – she has no sympathy whatsoever for Trump’s children. “They’re adults who’ve made the decision to work in this administration.” Had her mother been elected, she says she would never have gone to work for her, so I ask if she shares others’ distaste at Trump employing his family.
“I think the president should be able to hire whoever he or she thinks are best qualified. I do not believe that many of the people that he has hired have been qualified to do the jobs. Not only do I want an administration that isn’t venal, corrupt and focused on making life harder for millions of Americans, I also want a competent administration. So for me, the larger question is the collision of cruelty and incompetence and corruption that we see across the administration.”
Sure, you should not be in prison because you said something racist. But you also shouldn’t be able to run for president
Does she hope the president will be impeached? “I don’t think about that yet. But I strongly believe it’s important that Robert Mueller be allowed to continue his investigation [into Russian collusion in the election]. I’m more focused on what can I do to help elect Democrats.”
Given her father’s track record, I’m curious to know how she would feel if Stormy Daniels were to take down the presidency. “I haven’t followed that as closely as I have everything that’s emerging around the Russia investigation. But I do think it’s important that no one is above the law, and so whatever investigations come out of what Mueller’s doing, or the other ways in which many people are attempting to hold the president accountable, I think it’s important that those continue.” Following the scenes in Charlottesville last summer, she must have considered the danger of violence if Trump’s supporters feel he is unduly hounded out of office. The spectacle of white nationalists, neo-Nazis and Klansmen marching through the Virginia town last August, bearing torches and swastikas, sent shockwaves through America and cost one counter-protester her life. When Trump declared there were “fine people” marching on the Unite The Right rally, to many frightened Americans the nation’s politics felt profoundly and ominously altered. Just how febrile does Clinton consider the situation? She looks grave. “Quite, I think.”
Her assistant announces that our time is up, and I turn my recorder off, but Clinton tells me to turn it back on. Now that she’s really here, she wants to keep talking.
Since Barbara Bush died, she says, she’s thought a lot about the importance of intentions. “I disagreed with her husband on so much, and with her on so much. But I also never doubted that she believed what she and her husband were fighting for was going to be to the benefit of most Americans. She really believed that what they were doing was the right thing to do.
“I used to believe all that mattered was the bottom line of the outcome, like, how many lives were improved, how many people were saved, how many more people got to go to school without debt, how many people had healthcare, how many women got to have paid maternity leave. I still believe that is what matters most. But I also now believe that intentions and tone and decency matter, because I think the wreckage that we’re seeing at this moment is one that will, I hope, be repaired on the policy standpoint when we elect Democrats. But I think we will still then have work to do on repairing the tone in our country, the exposure of the real racist and sexist, homophobic, Islamophobic and antisemitic feeling which is on the rise in our country – a rot that has been exposed.”
We are well over time now, and I glance at her assistant, but Clinton hasn’t finished. “I think one of the big mistakes,” she continues, “was, for so long, we focused on tolerance, which I just think is insufficient. People tolerated casual misogyny, but casual misogyny is maybe the gateway drug. We have freedom of speech, which I do think is hugely important – and yet people thought you couldn’t dispute hateful things, because they’re like – well, it’s freedom of speech. Well, freedom of speech doesn’t mean there is freedom of consequences.
“Sure, you should not be in prison because you said something racist. But you also shouldn’t be able to run for president. And yet here we are.”