Her Chelseaness: How to Be Entitled and Boring without Really Trying

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Chelsea Clinton is a person, no, a citizen, no, a global citizen, and she is done being quiet.
By Kyle Smith
http://www.nationalreview.com/article/447397/chelsea-clinton-liberal-celebrity-media-pays-homage

Chelsea Victoria Clinton was named after the Joni Mitchell song “Chelsea Morning,” and as of the spring of 2017,
it’s Chelsea Morning in America. Boom, she’s in Variety . . . CBS This Morning . . . The New York Times Book Review. She
even picked up a Lifetime award! Okay it was from Lifetime, as in the cable channel, not for a lifetime of achievement,
but still, Chelsea Clinton is everywhere. America, whether it asked for it or not, has become the setting for an invasion-
from-inside thriller: The Chelsening.

She’s not just a little girl anymore, you know, not just someone’s daughter or campaign prop. Chelsea Clinton is a person,
no, a citizen, no, a global citizen, and she is done being quiet. Hear, world, as Chelsea speaks out. She is speaking out
about social media: “I’ve recognized, as a lot of people have, that Twitter is a vehicle for me to share my thoughts.” She’s
speaking out on movies: “Of course I’m going to see Furious 8. I’ve already seen Logan. I love that Logan is being succeeded
by a little girl.” She’s speaking out on the Clinton Foundation: “At its most distilled level, we try to make a positive, impactful,
empowering difference in whatever ways we can.” She’s speaking out on speaking out: “This is not the time to be silent or
stay on the sidelines.”

With the exception of a few resentful Twitter pokes at the man responsible for rendering her mom an isolated forest monster
— Chappaquatch — instead of the most powerful woman in the history of the planet, everything Chelsea says is pretty much
like this. The positions she articulates on progress (pro), climate change (anti), and gauzy, inspirational, make-the-world-a-
better-place-for-girls-and-women goodness (super-duper pro) are verbal fentanyl. Everything she says is a platitude wrapped
in a cliché washed down with a bromide. She’s the dusty end of the greeting-card section, the lite FM of famous-person
chatter, a human press release. In short, Chelsea Clinton is becoming the champion dullard of our time. This didn’t happen
by chance: We’re talking about the ever-calculating Clintonworld here. The dullness is a strategy, a demented post-last-ditch
effort by the Clinton gals to finally power Hillary into the Oval Office. But I’ll come back to that . . .