Supporters predicted that seeing Hillary Clinton on the international stage would be "breathtaking."
Indeed, she might have made some folks gasp recently in the Congo.
She was asked recently by a student there what President Obama thought on a certain international issue. Trouble was, the interpreter got it wrong, and the question came out as if the student were asking Mrs. Clinton what Mr. Clinton thought.
Unbecoming the country's top diplomat, the secretary of state spit back at the student, "You want me to tell you what my husband thinks? My husband is not secretary of state; I am. If you want my opinion I will tell you my opinion. I am not going to be channeling my husband."
The anger was breathtaking in her face and voice, especially for a supposed ambassador. Maybe she was stinging from her husband's recent diplomatic coup in winning the release of two hostages from North Korea. Or perhaps her nose for sexism, real or imagined, is simply always on high alert.
Either way, her behavior was hardly becoming of America's top diplomat, or even a gentleman or -- dare we say it without a sharp rebuke? -- a lady.