I hope the patriotically-minded remained sober and awake long
enough last night to savor "Larry King Live." He was interviewing
that singular White House operative who spent more time with
President Bill Clinton than the Boy President's Director of Central
Intelligence. I am speaking of the buxom Monica. There are ironies
here.
The most salient of ironies -- and the irony that passes unnoted
by the liberal sages in the Kultursmog -- came to mind when Miss
Monica whined about how the prosecutors had importuned on her with
all sorts of prosecutorial madness. They interviewed her mother and
father. They asked about the most intimate of indelicacies. Yes,
such intrusions are uncomfortable. Yet here is the irony. Such
intrusions are pro forma with sexual harassment law, and who is it
that authored those laws to the embarrassment of such a wide array
of witnesses as Clarence Thomas, Anita Hill, Miss Monica, and the
former Boy President? Well, the liberals and the feminists led by
the likes of Bill Clinton and Hillary Clinton. In other words, the
Clintons were hoisted on their own petard. Had they and their
cohorts not imposed sexual harassment law on us Bill might never
have been asked all those intrusive questions, and he might not
have been impeached.
What is more, had the liberals not brought their barnyard amours
into the office there would not even be the issue of sexual
harassment. Feminists have imposed on the country the myth that
historically Americans always were gropers and ham-fisted
Casanovas. Truth be known, up until the late 1960s America was
always chided by the hot-blooded Europeans for our sexual
restraint. Yet for forty years our liberal friends (aided and
abetted by assorted sex maniacs) have broken down that restraint.
We can talk dirty. We can "pursue relationships" (Miss Monica's
language) everywhere, even in the workplace. And, of a sudden, we
can find ourselves in the kind of lawsuit that Miss Monica and her
equally pudgy ex-boy friend now bewail.
The Boy President and the ditzy valley girl pursued their
relationship in the White House. As I watched Larry pose his
questions to this vacuous bundle of nerves I was reminded of all
the other White House interns and other female White House staff
whom my colleagues and I at The American Spectator had by
1998 identified as Clinton inamoratas. There were half a dozen
interns alone. We interviewed several. They stayed off the record,
but in time historians will chronicle the infantile revels. For
though they were mere revels, they were the essence of the Clinton
administration.
As that historic government recedes into history, one fact is
already towering over it. The most important achievement of the
Clinton administration was covering up the Boy President's many
Lewinskys. As that modern-day Rabelaisian masterpiece, The
Starr Report, makes clear, his administration was no more
effective at its coverups than at apprehending terrorists.
topics:
Bill Clinton, Hillary Clinton, Law
