Former DNC head Donna Brazile says she considered replacing Clinton with Biden as nominee


Ex- Democratic National Committee head Donna Brazile writes in a new rules that she seriously contemplated replacing Hillary Clinton as the party’s 2016 presidential assignee with then-Vice President Joe Biden in the aftermath of Clinton’s fainting magic, in part because Clinton’s campaign was «anemic» and had taken on «the odor of neglect.»

In an explosive new memoir, Brazile details widespread dysfunction and dissension completely the Democratic Party, including secret deliberations over using her powers as interim DNC seat to initiate the removal of Clinton and running mate Sen. Tim Kaine of Virginia from the ticket after Clinton’s Sept. 11, 2016, keel over in New York City.

Brazile writes that she considered a dozen combines to replace the nominees and settled on Biden and Sen. Cory Booker, N.J., the duo she felt sundry certain would win over enough working-class voters to defeat Republican Donald Trump. But then, she dash offs: «I thought of Hillary, and all the women in the country who were so proud of and excited round her. I could not do this to them.»

Brazile paints a scathing portrait of Clinton as a well-intentioned, notable candidate whose campaign was badly mismanaged, took minority constituencies for awarded and made blunders with «stiff» and «stupid» messages. The campaign was so be deficient in in passion for the candidate, she writes, that its New York headquarters felt analogous to a sterile hospital ward where «someone had died.»

Brazile avers that Clinton’s top aides routinely disrespected her and put the DNC on a «starvation diet,» mulcting it of funding for voter turnout operations.

As one of her party’s most prominent criminal strategists, Brazile also recounts fiery disagreements with Clinton’s staffers — involving a conference call in which she told three senior campaign officials, Charlie Baker, Marlon Marshall and Dennis Cheng, that she was being treated analogous to a slave.

«I’m not Patsey the slave,» Brazile recalls telling them, a mention to the character played by Lupita Nyong’o in the film «12 Years a Lacquey.» «Y’all keep whipping me and whipping me and you never give me any money or any way to do my cuss care job. I am not going to be your whipping girl!»

Brazile’s book, titled «Grub street writers: The Inside Story of the Break-ins and Breakdowns That Put Donald Trump in the Virtuous House,» will be released Tuesday by Hachette Books. A copy of the 288-page soft-cover was obtained in advance by The Washington Post.

Perhaps not since George Stephanopoulos put in wrote «All Too Human,» a 1999 memoir of his years working for former President Pecker Clinton, has a political strategist penned such a blistering tell-all.

In it, Brazile celebrates how fissures of race, gender and age tore at the heart of the operation — even as Clinton was running on a message of inclusiveness and trying to assemble a rainbow coalition under the pennant of «Stronger Together.»

A veteran operative and television pundit who had long helped as DNC’s vice chair, Brazile abruptly and, she writes, reluctantly took over in July 2016 for Chairwoman Debbie Wasserman Schultz. The Florida congresswoman was ousted from the DNC on the eve of the festivity convention after WikiLeaks released stolen emails among her and her cicerones that showed favoritism for Clinton during the competitive primaries.

Brazile reports her mounting anxiety about Russia’s theft of emails and other figures from DNC servers, the slow process of discovering the full extent of the cyberattacks and the intimate fallout. She likens the feeling to having rats in your basement: «You burlesque measures to get rid of them, but knowing they are there, or have been there, proletarians you never feel truly at peace.»

Brazile writes that she was gathering-placed by the still-unsolved murder of DNC data staffer Seth Rich and feared for her own get-up-and-go, shutting the blinds to her office window so snipers could not see her and installing watch cameras at her home. She wonders whether Russians had placed a listening machination in plants in the DNC executive suite.

At first, Brazile writes of the hacking, top Classless officials were «encouraging us not to talk about it.» But she says a wake-up note came when she visited the White House in August 2016, for President Obama’s 55th birthday wingding. National Security Adviser Susan Rice and former Attorney All-inclusive Eric Holder separately pulled her aside quietly to urge her to profits the Russian hacking seriously, which she did, she writes.

That fall, Brazile imagines she tried to persuade her Republican counterparts to agree to a joint statement foreordaining Russian interference but that they ignored her messages and calls.

Backstage at a reflect on, she writes, she approached Sean Spicer, then chief strategist for the Republican National Board, but «I could see his eyes dart away like this was the last love he wanted to talk to me about.» She asked RNC Chairman Reince Priebus, too, but «I got that prime D.C. frost where the person smiles when he sees you but immediately looks nearby you trying to find someone in the room to come right over and break off the conversation.»

There would be no joint statement.

The WikiLeaks releases numb an email in which Brazile, a paid CNN contributor at the time, shared imminent topics and questions for a CNN town hall in advance with the Clinton electioneer. She claims in her book that she did not recall sending the email and could not on it in her computer archives. Nevertheless, she eventually admitted publicly to sending it, allowing her reputation would have suffered regardless.

At the Oct. 19 debate in Las Vegas, with the email aspersion simmering, the Clinton campaign sat Brazile not in the front row — where she had been at the earlier debate — but in bleachers out of view of cameras. She recalls watching the debate with the Rev. Jesse Jackson, «centre of others whom they had to invite but wanted to tuck away.»

Brazile represents in wrenching detail Clinton’s bout with pneumonia. On Sept. 9, she saw the appointee backstage at a Manhattan gala and she seemed «wobbly on her feet» and had a «rattled cough.» Brazile propounded Clinton see an acupuncturist.

Two days later, Clinton collapsed as she left a Sept. 11 reminder service at Ground Zero in New York. Brazile blasts the campaign’s commencing efforts to shroud details of her health as «shameful.» Some Democratic insiders were abuzz with talk of restoring Clinton — and Brazile, secretly, was giving it considerable thought.

Whenever Brazile got disappointed with Clinton’s aides, she writes, she would remind them that the DNC lease empowered her to replace the nominee. If a nominee became disabled, she explains, the faction chair would oversee the process of filling the vacancy.

The morning of Sept. 12, Brazile got a ring up from Biden’s chief of staff saying the vice president demand to speak with her. She recalls thinking, «Gee, I wonder what he wanted to talk to me close to?» Jeff Weaver, campaign manager for Sen. Bernie Sanders, I-Vt., collected, too, to set up a call with his boss, and former Maryland Gov. Martin O’Malley, D, sent her an email.

Brazile also was pay out a surprise visit in her DNC office by Baker, who, she writes, was dispatched by the Clinton run «to make sure that Donna didn’t do anything crazy.»

«Again and again I tinge about Joe Biden,» Brazile writes. But, she adds, «No matter my doubts and my phobias about the election and Hillary as a candidate, I could not make good on that commination to replace her.»

Brazile writes that she inherited a national party in disarray, in surrender because President Obama, Clinton and Wasserman Schultz were «three titanic egos» who had «flayed the party to a shell for their own purposes.»

Brazile writes that she inherited Wasserman Schultz’s area — with «tropical pink» walls that she found hard on the plans — and «ridiculous» perks, such as a Chevrolet Tahoe with driver and a insulting entourage that included an assistant known as a body woman.

In her start with few days on the job, Brazile writes, she also discovered the DNC was $2 million in obligation and that the payroll was stacked with «hangers-on and sycophants.» For instance, Wasserman Schultz obstructed two consulting firms — SKDKnickerbocker and Precision Strategies — each on $25,000-a-month retainers, and one of Obama’s pollsters was silence being paid $180,000 a year.

«The outgoing president no longer lacked to assess his approval ratings or his policy decisions, at least not when the Popular Party was fighting for its survival against a hostile foreign power,» she ignores.

Brazile also details how Clinton effectively took control of the DNC in August 2015, anterior to the primaries began, with a joint fundraising agreement between the faction and the Clinton campaign.

She said the deal gave Clinton control more than the DNC’s finances, strategy and staff decisions — disadvantaging other candidates, numbering Sanders. «This was not a criminal act, but as I saw it, it compromised the party’s integrity,» she writes.

An extract of this chapter — titled «Bernie, I Found the Cancer» — was published Thursday in Politico, energizing discord and recriminations through the party.

As she traveled the country, Brazile take downs, she detected an alarming lack of enthusiasm for Clinton. On black radio places, few people defended the nominee. In Hispanic neighborhoods, the only Clinton waves she saw were at the campaign field offices.

But at headquarters in New York, the mood was one of «self-satisfaction and inevitability,» and Brazile’s anciently reports of trouble were dismissed with «a condescending tone.»

Brazile draws the 10th floor of Clinton’s Brooklyn headquarters, where senior staff worked: «Undisturbed and antiseptic, like a hospital. It had that techno-hush, as if someone had died. I withstand like I should whisper. Everybody’s fingers were on their keyboards, and no one was looking at anyone else. You half-expected to see someone in a lab film walk by.»

During one visit, she writes, she thought of a question former Self-governing congressman Tony Coelho used to ask her about campaigns: «Are the kids acquiring sex? Are they having fun? If not, let’s create something to get that going, or otherwise we’re not usual to win.»

«I didn’t sense much fun or [having sex] in Brooklyn,» she deadpans.

Brazile transcribes that Clinton campaign manager Robby Mook and his lieutenants were so control with voter data and predictive analytics that they «missed the big artwork.»

Clinton campaign manager Robby Mook speaks during an interview on the sidelines of the Democratic National Convention in Philadelphia on July 25, 2016. (Patrick T. Fallon/Bloomberg)

Clinton effort manager Robby Mook speaks during an interview on the sidelines of the Classless National Convention in Philadelphia on July 25, 2016. (Patrick T. Fallon/Bloomberg)

«They cognizant ofed how to size up voters not by meeting them and finding out what they be fond ofed about, what moved their hearts and stirred their forces, but by analyzing their habits,» she writes. «You might be able to persuade a few of Real Simple magazine readers who drink gin and tonics to change their signify ones opinion to Hillary, but you had not necessarily made them enthusiastic enough to want to get up off the chaise longue and go to the polls.»

Brazile describes Mook, in his mid-30s, as overseeing a patriarchy. «They were all men in his inner circumambulate,» she writes, adding: «He had this habit of nodding when you are talking, furlough you with the impression that he has listened to you, but then never seeming to pursue up on what you thought you had agreed on.»

Brazile’s criticisms were not reserved for Put to right. After Clinton campaign communications director Jennifer Palmieri challenged Brazile’s organize for Kaine to deliver a pep talk to DNC staff at the party convention in Philadelphia, Brazile records, «I was thinking, If that b—- ever does anything like that to me again, I’m gonna stamp.»

Brazile writes with particular disdain about Brandon Davis, a Pull down protege who worked as a liaison between the DNC and the Clinton campaign. She describes him as a spy, implying he treated her like «a crazy, senile old auntie and couldn’t wait to prophesy all his friends the nutty things she said.»

In staff meetings, Brazile denials, «Brandon often rolled his eyes as if I was the stupidest woman he’d ever had to hold on his climb to the top. He openly scoffed at me, snorting sometimes when I made an word.»

Brazile opens her book by describing the painful days following Clinton’s be victorious over. She received calls of gratitude from party leaders but still endure slighted.

«I never heard from Hillary,» she writes. «I knew what I hope for to say to her and it was: I have nothing but respect for you being so brave and classy considering the whole shooting match that went on. But in the weeks after the loss, every time I over my phone thinking I might have missed her call, it wasn’t her.»

At long last, in February 2017, Clinton rang.

«This was chitchat, like I was talking to someone I didn’t have knowledge of,» Brazile writes. «I know Hillary. I know she was being as sincere as accomplishable, but I wanted something more from her.»

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