Dear Mr. President:
The Famous "It's not about Sex" letter to the President
It's not about sex. If it were about sex, you would be long
gone. Just like a doctor, attorney or teacher who had sex with a patient, client or
student half his age, you would have violated the ethics of your office and would be long
gone. Just like a Sergeant Major of the Army, Gene McKinney, who though found not
guilty, was forced to resign amid accusations of sexual abuse.
Remember the Air Force General you wouldn't nominate to be Chairman of the Joint
Chiefs of Staff because he freely admitted to an affair almost 15 years before, while he
and his wife were separated? Unlike you, he was never accused of having a
starry-eyed office assistant my daughter's age perform oral sex on him while he was on the
phone and his wife and daughter were upstairs. If it were about sex, you should be
subjected to the same horrible hearings that Clarence Thomas was subjected to because of
the accusations of Anita Hill. The only accusation then was that he talked dirty to
her; He didn't even leave semen stains on her dress.
No, it's not about sex. It's about character. It's about
lying. It's about arrogance. It's about abuse of power. It's about
dodging the draft and lying about it. When caught in a lie by letters you wrote, you
concocted a story that nobody believed.
But we excused it and looked away.
It's about smoking dope, and lying about it. "I didn't inhale,"
you said. Sure, and when I was 15 and my buddies and I swiped a beer from an
unwatched refrigerator, we drank from it, but we didn't swallow. "I broke no
laws of the United States," you said. That's right, you smoked dope in England
or Norway or Moscow; where you were demonstrating against the U.S.A. You lied, but
we excused it and looked away.
It's about you selling overnight stays in the White House to any foreigner or
other contributor with untraceable cash. It's about Whitewater and Jim and Susan
McDougal and Arkansas, Gov. Jim Guy Tucker and Vincent Foster and Jennifer Flowers and
Paula Jones and Karen Willey and nearly countless others.
It's about stealing the records from Foster's office while his body was still
warm and putting them in your bedroom and "not noticing them" for two years.
It's about illegal political contributions. It's about you and Al Gore soliciting
contributions and selling influence at Buddhist temples and in the same Oval Office where
Abraham Lincoln and Franklin Roosevelt led their countries through the dark days of wars
that threatened the very existence of our nation.
But we excused you and looked away.
It's about hiding evidence from Ken Starr, refusing to testify, filing legal
motions, coaching witnesses, obstructing justice and delaying Judge Starr's inquiry for
months and years, and then complaining that it has gone on too long. The polls
agreed. Thank goodness that Judge Starr didn't read the polls, play politics or
excuse you and look away. He held on to the evidence like a tenacious bulldog.
Your supporters say that you've confessed your wrongdoings and asked for your
forgiveness. Listen, what you said on TV the night you testified to the grand jury
was not a confession. Confession in the face of overwhelming evidence is not a
confession at all. Not that it would make a lot of difference. A murderer who
contritely confesses his crime is still a murderer. When your "confession"
didn't sell, even to your friends, you became more forthcoming.
Maybe someday you'll confess more, but probably not. You've established
such a pattern of lying that we can't believe you anymore. Neither can your cabinet,
the Congress or any of the leaders of the nations of the world.
When a leader's actions defame and emasculate our country as profoundly as yours
have, it's no longer a personal matter, as you claim. It's no longer a matter among
you, your family and your God. By the way, I don't believe for a minute that Hillary was
unaware of your sexual misadventures, abuses of power and pattern of lying. She has
been a party to your wrongdoings since Whitewater and Jennifer Flowers just as surely as
she lied about the Rose law firm's billings and hid the Vincent Foster evidence in your
bedroom for two years. Why? So she could share in the raw power that your
office carries. The two of you probably lied to Chelsea, but that is a matter among
you, your family and your God.
Remember the sign over James Carville's desk during the l992 campaign? It
said, "It's the economy, stupid! Place this sign over your desk: "It's
about character, stupid!" No, it's not about sex, Mr. President. If it
were, you would be long gone. It's about character; but we have to live with your
filth, lies and arrogance for a while longer. Your lies, amorality and lack of
character have been as pervasive as they have been despicable, so we have no reason to
believe that you will quietly resign and go away.
You'll count on half truths and spin doctors to see you through, the country be
damned. It has always worked before. We excused you and looked the other
way. No more, we've had enough. You betrayed us enough. You have made
every elected official, minister, teacher, diplomat, parent and grandparent in the country
apologize for you and explain away your actions. Now go away, and let us show them
that our country was not without morals. It was just that you were. Let us
show them that America was not the problem. William Jefferson Clinton was. Go
away, Mr. President. Leave us alone. And when you leave, know that your legacy
to the United States of America will be a stain on the Office of the President that is as
filthy as the stain on Monica's dress. It will take a lot of scrubbing to make it
clean again.
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