No. Just, no... Hell no!
Retired Army Lt. Colonel Eric Jowers wrote the following letter in September 1998 (I don't know if he actually sent it to then President Clinton). In this season of political unease, change and posturing for appointments, it once again is topical
It should be attached to every resume and job application that William Jefferson Clinton mails out. A copy should also be power stapled to his forehead.
Dear Mr. President:
It’s not about sex. If it were, you would be gone.
Like a principal or teacher who had sex with a student teacher half his age at his desk during school hours, you would be long gone. Or, just like Army Sergeant Major Gene McKinney, while found not guilty, was forced to resign amid accusations of sexual abuse.
Remember the Air Force general you refused to nominate as chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff because he admitted an affair 15 years before while separated from his wife? Unlike you, he wasn’t accused of having a starry-eyed intern my daughter’s age perform oral sex on him while on the phone and with his wife and daughter upstairs.
If it were about sex, you should be subjected to the same horrible hearings Clarence Thomas was because of Anita Hill’s accusations. He was accused of only talking dirty to her. He didn’t leave semen stains on her dress.
No, it isn’t about sex. It’s about character, lying, arrogance and abuse of power. It’s about dodging the draft. When it came up in the campaign, you concocted a story nobody believed, but we excused you and looked away.
It’s about smoking dope. “I didn’t inhale,” you said. Sure, and when I was 15 my buddies and I swiped some beer from an unwatched refrigerator. We drank it but didn’t swallow. “I broke no laws of the United States,” you said. Right. I guess you smoked it overseas where you were demonstrating against the USA. Nobody believed you, but we excused it and looked away.
It’s about selling overnight stays in the White House to any contributor with untraceable cash.
It’s about Whitewater, Jim and Susan McDougal, Arkansas former-Gov. Jim Guy Tucker, Vince Foster, Gennifer Flowers,Paula Jones, Kathleen Willey and countless others. It’s about removing records from Foster’s office while his body was still warm and “not noticing them” in your bedroom for two years.
It’s about illegal political contributions. It’s about soliciting contributions and selling influence at Buddhist temples and in the same White House where Lincoln and FDR led their country through the dark days of wars that threatened 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, then complaining that it has gone on too long.
Thank goodness, Starr didn’t excuse you or look away. He held on like a tenacious bulldog.
Your supporters say you’ve confessed and asked forgiveness. A confession in the face of overwhelming evidence isn’t a confession at all. And you certainly didn’t apologize. Not that it would matter.
A confessed murderer is still a murderer. When your “confession” didn’t sell, even to your friends, you became more forthcoming, but you’ve misled us too much already. Voters can’t believe what you say, and neither can your cabinet, Congress or world leaders.
When a leader’s actions defame and emasculate our country as profoundly as yours have, it is no longer a personal matter among you, your family and your God.
I don’t believe Hillary was unaware of your sexual misadventures, abuses of power and pattern of lying. I believe she has been a party to your wrongdoings since long before Whitewater and Gennifer Flowers. Why? So she could share in the raw power your office carries. You two probably lied to Chelsea, but that is a matter among you, your family and God.
Remember the sign on James Carville's desk in the 1992 campaign? It said, “It’s the economy, stupid!” Put this sign over your desk: “It’s about character, stupid!”
No, it’s not about sex. It’s about character. But we must live with your lies and arrogance a while longer. Your amorality and lack of character have been as pervasive as they have been despicable, and we have no reason to believe you’ll resign and go away. You’ll count on half-truths, attack dogs and spin doctors to see you through, the country be damned. You think we’ll excuse you and look the other way.
No more. We’ve had enough.
When every parent, grandparent, uncle, aunt, teacher, minister, elected official and diplomat has to apologize for your actions, you’ve lost all moral authority and the right to lead.
Now go away and let us show everybody that our country was not without morals; only you were. Let us show them America wasn’t the problem; William Jefferson Clinton was.
Go away, Mr. President. Leave us alone.
And when you leave, know that your legacy to the USA will be a stain on the office of president that is as filthy as that on Monica’s dress. It will take a lot of scrubbing to make it clean again, and you’re not qualified for the job.
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