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Paging Dr. Freud: David Brock Sees His Mother In Hillary

Betsy Rothstein Gossip blogger
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This is getting deep.

TIME Magazine’s Michael Scherer wrote an incredible puff piece on Media Matters founder and Hillary Clinton‘s bulldog David Brock. Brock coordinates message with Hillary’s campaign and sits on the board of a super PAC.


Media Matters is a de facto arm of the Democratic Party. To say he hates Fox News is putting it much too mildly. He abhors its very existence and is disgusted by every fiber of all who work there.

The profile paints Brock as among the most powerful figures in American politics. No doubt his bizarre ego will eat up this piece.

“Brilliant,” several of them tell me when I ask about Brock’s talents. “He’s like a minister,” says John Stocks, the chairman of the Democracy Alliance, an umbrella group for wealthy progressives. “He is like an artist in my mind,” explains Susie Tompkins Buell, a progressive activist, Clinton supporter and Brock’s first major donor.

He gets quite emotional toward the beginning of the interview when Scherer asks about first time he encountered Hillary Clinton. The story is not that touching, making Brock’s cracked-voice response all the more strange.

If nothing else in the profile gives you a sense of Brock’s feelings for Hillary, there’s this introspective anecdote involving Brock’s psyche.

And what a Rorschach test it is.

He thinks about the time she invited him to the Clinton summer rental in Sagaponack, N.Y., when her whole family was there, the siblings, spouses, kids and dogs. He thinks about eating pizza and sipping soft drinks by the pool, then looking up after a couple of hours to see the Secretary of State walking around the yard with a trash bag, picking up garbage. “Just like something my mom would do,” he recalls.