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By
Mitzel
In a recent Florida fundraising event, Bill Clinton, currently the President of the United States, though perhaps no longer once you read this, admitted: "I let my family down, and my country down." Actually, Mr. President,
it was your pants you let down. Perhaps Bill conflates his family, his country, and his pants. Such things can happen. I have a dear friend who confided in his diary during his last year in college (this was back in the 50s) that
he at times confused himself with the Christian Deity. It's a busy life; we all can make genuine mistakes. Was Clinton's a mistake? I think it wholly appropriate to lie to police, grand juries, the public, and even one's nearest
and dearest when the inquiry is none of their business. The scale of outrage and condemnation seems completely out of proportion with the alleged sex acts.
Here's my take. If he had only fucked her, well, that would have been one thing, wouldn't it? But she was blowing him-- what the mainstream press daintily refers to as "oral sex," and that adds color
and dimension, as the scriptwriters might note. Back in January, when Monica was
revealed to the world, thanks to Linda Tripp-- thanks, Linda!-- my dear 80-year-old father called me from Cleveland and wanted my opinion
on whether the Prez was really getting blow jobs in his office. Dad was clearly envious. I told him yes. These poor straight guys, just can't get that head! Cocksucking is such a faggotty thing-- except when it isn't. (I had a
friend, dead now, named Fred, and Fred liked to take just about anything up his ass but he thought cocksucking was disgusting; he regarded the prick as unclean and revolting. Fred was an orthodox Jew.) So methinks Bill is
being thought a little perverse for going in for the "oral sex."
Here's my point. The Clinton flap is
echt AmeriKa. The behavior of the elites is particularly on cue. That this matter would even come up says volumes. (On the other hand, if you gave me 40 million clams,
two grand juries and five years, I could get some good dirt on anybody, and, honey, I mean anybody.) The loudest in the pack condemning Clinton are, of course, those very same beasts who pimped for RayGun and Bush for
12 years, through the plundering, the assaults, the pillaging, the fires, crashes, and depressions. Right-wing, moralistic pimps really do take the cake; they also are given first place in line when the cameras go on. The
Clinton soap opera is to remind us that in the AmeriKa defined by these right-wing pimps, we are never allowed to grow up. The rules are as they were in Hi Skool, a place whence you never graduate. And Bill Clinton was
caught Smokin' In The Boys' Room, and as a result we are all in for a very long Assembly Hall Lecture about good and bad behavior, what is expected of us, our duties as citizens in a democracy, etc. Bill must be made into
an example for us all, including the rituals of begging forgiveness, the Henry at Canossa number, crawling to kiss the outstretched hands of the right-wing pimps. This is a culture in which we must remain in a perpetual state
of adolescence, administered control, no independent action or thought, nothing contrary to the conservative convention. Good little Hi Skool boys and girls.
Having reduced the citizenry to this schoolyard mass, the Richard Scaifes and others of the vast right-wing conspiracy are trying to bring about, by the implementation of Ken Starr and his 40 million
dollar production, what is in fact a back-door coup
d'etat. Clinton is a hound dog, we knew it, he was elected twice; the right-wing pimps hate him and Hillary, just hate him with a froth so foamy it makes the Nixon-haters (of
whom I was one) look like church ladies. And they are in the midst of pulling off their coup-- and what the right-wingers like to beat up on the most, the sexually active, the oral-sexers, the pleasure crew. These are the pimps
who attack the idea of "victimless crime," a contradiction itself: if there is no victim, there is no crime. They need crimes; they need improprieties, they need Assembly Halls to humiliate those caught Smokin' In The Boys' Room.
I am no friend of Bill. Like many in this situation, I hate his enemies more, and they are a much greater threat than this louche and back-stabbing pol. Bill will go or stay as the wind blows (perhaps
another word?). The right-wing pimps are the ones to be brought up, put in the cross-hairs, somehow taken off the map. If only this country were mine! Hello, Constitution, get me casting!
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