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Video Fact-Checking Clinton

Fact-checking has become a popular, and important part of political journalism. As The Post's Shailagh Murray and Jonathan Weisman report today, "in a presidential contest involving three sitting senators, embellishment of legislative records may be an inevitability."

YouTube user jedreport couldn't agree more. This video combines Hillary Clinton's recent comments about a trip she took to Bosnia as first lady, with actual news reports of the trip. There's a bit of a difference:

The video features our own Fact Checker blog, which gave Clinton's Bosnia comments four Pinocchios. And comedian Sinbad, who traveled with Clinton to Bosnia, also disputes the candidate's claims of hardship.

UPDATE: Here's the full CBS News report that's featured in the video above, courtesy of our partners at CBS News:


-- Ed O'Keefe

By Ed O'Keefe |  March 24, 2008; 9:09 AM ET Hillary Rodham Clinton
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Thank you!!!

Posted by: A concerned voter that wants the truth... | March 24, 2008 1:29 PM

"As The Post's Shailagh Murray and Jonathan Weisman report today, "in a presidential contest involving three sitting senators, embellishment of legislative records may be an inevitability.""

Is this lead in trying to justify Hillary's blatant and continuous lie? This has nothing to do with her legislative record. This is a lie about what happened. She says "thats what happened" and its obvious that it didnt happened. She's obviously making it up.


Posted by: UncleRemus | March 24, 2008 1:38 PM

The other thing is: Its interesting how the post rushed to add the full video of the news report of Clinton in Bosnia, but continues to run the Wright video without him saying that he was quoting someone in the God Damn America speech.

Posted by: UncleRemus | March 24, 2008 1:43 PM

Why isn't this video playing hundreds of times on all the media channels!!! A lie is a lie. No one even bothers to point out that some of Rev. Wright's clips were of him quoting someone else. Shame on the media.

Posted by: Susan | March 24, 2008 3:37 PM

Come on Washington Post, now do the right thing and show ALL of the quote from Rev. Wright. Make the truth known that he was in fact quoting someone else.

Posted by: Parkhillian | March 24, 2008 6:14 PM

Duck, Hillary! Incoming roses!!! Run for cover!!!!

Posted by: aint2sure | March 24, 2008 11:46 PM


From "Head of State"
http://headofstate.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-misspoke.html

"Monday, March 24, 2008
I Misspoke

It was a treacherous night landing. Ice had formed on both of our wings, and as I looked out the port window, I could see it cracking, flying off into the night sky with each near barrel roll of our C-50, highlighted by the flares shooting past on either side of the cabin, turning them into falling prisms of wildly careening light.

As the cabin lurched back and forth and the sounds of rocket fire percussed the urgent, faltering rhythm of our right engine, I unfastened my seat belt, and, finding my center of gravity, rose from my seat, moving past aides frozen still in their seats, arms locked like girders against their arm rests in terror, and walked up the center aisle to the pilot's cabin.

"How long to Kosovo"? I shouted over the screaming whine of the altimeter's alarm, marking our steep descent. The pilot turned, looked at me in shocked recognition--"How...how did you make it up here? No one has ever walked up here in these conditions before! How..."

"Never mind that!" I barked, with what I hoped was not too much stern forcefulness, with sufficient steel and empathy combined into a firm imperturbability. "Check the master FMC! Is it working or has it failed?"

The pilot, paused, as if in amazement at my readiness , and then himself awakening to crisis, looked to the Control Display Unit . "It's down! It's down!" he shouted. A bead of sweat began to form on his brow.

I knew what I had to do. "Get out of there!" I commanded, and pulled him from the seat, where he crumbled to a fetal position on the floor behind me. Stepping over him, I took the chair behind the console.

"Check the Central Maintenance Computers and activate the NAV RAD for alternate radio tuning capability!" I shouted to the co-pilot. He, too, had broken down in tears, his head buried in his hands. I looked to his ID on the console. Another newbie.

Well, this was another one where I would have to go it alone.

Quickly, I tore the scarf from my neck and fashioned it into a crude lasso that could be used for EFIS/EICIS control. Catching the lever with my right hand, I activated the cabin loudspeaker with my left. I knew that they had likely been gulled by the earlier soft patter of the pilot. "Brace yourself! Get ready! These aren't just words!" Then I pulled the lever back hard, sending us rocketing towards the runway.

"You'll never make it!" I knew that voice, and turned. Richardson! How did he trundle up to the cabin? "Out of here, Judas! And take that quivering beard with you!"

I could feel bolts straining against Pennsylvania steel as I pushed the '50 down, down, down to the ground below us. Suddenly, an explosion punctuated the sky--Hand held rocket fire at 3' o'clock!

I quickly performed the evasive maneuvers that I had learned for so long, and so well. My face became angry, then sad, then gentle, then intensely serious, then was finally rocked by a powerful squealing, an unnatural burst of laughter. That did it! The rocket exploded harmlessly behind us.

Now. Now it was time to take the stick and bring this shaking, careening flight, parts straining against themselves until nearly ready to burst, down to the ground. I put my arms to the twin arms of the FO-AP, set the APC, and with all of the strength remaining in me, began to push the levers down. Straining, I pushed harder. And harder. I could see the runway rising before us in the glare shield. I would have to find the remaining strength to bring it down.

Finally, as if a burst of superhuman might had been somehow delegated to me, I pushed the levers into locked position. I could hear Penn in the cabin shouting "We're landing...We're going down!" as I felt the rough shock of the landing gear snapping into place.

Sparks flew as we hit the runway, bullets ricocheting off of the cabin, one wheel touching pavement. I looked straight through the windshield--the militia, arms at the ready stood at the runway's end. The last obstacle.

I turned the craft hard, sending it hurtling sideways across the pavement. It swept the militia away in a single screaming motion that combined with the screaming that arose from the cabin, as we continued to hurtle towards the small, makeshift terminal, where the dignitaries, negotiators, and heads of state awaited for my arrival.

I did not close my eyes. I did not let go of the wheel. I watched--as we ground to a halt just before the doors of the terminal.

I looked fore, at the dignitaries protecting themselves from the sniper fire that raged around them. I looked aft, at the passengers, shaken but safe.

We had arrived. All was good.


Just a moment...

Due to the discovery of a video of the above described occasion, I would like to make few small corrections. The flight was in fact actually a regularly scheduled chartered flight that was actually flown by the pilot and co-pilot--although the pilot did have a cold, and during the flight, I did at several times give serious attention to our flight conditions (notes indicate that I found it "a bit bumpy") I would also note that the dinner, Salmon with Creamed Potatoes, was undercooked, and was served with a Riesling that was unusually dry. It is also true that we were met not by a militia but by a girl's youth soccer team. However, it was necessary for me to dodge a soccer ball as team members demonstrated their often aggressive skills. No other shots were fired.

In short: I misspoke."

Cite:
Head of State
http://headofstate.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-misspoke.html

Posted by: Robert Hewson | March 25, 2008 6:01 AM

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