chit for brains, you have failed to provide one iota of proof that the moonies are in any way connected to the GOP, innuendo and tenuous logic aside.
Just for fun, I ran across this while on another search.
Sympathy for the Devil
Maureen Dowd
(Published in the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette, Tuesday, March 17, 1998, p. 4B)
Time's cover story last week on "Primary Colors" offers an incendiary hypothesis about the movie's Bill Clinton clone, Jack Stanton.
"He shows up occasionally to bring fear, awe, or happiness to the mortals who are at center of the story," Time's Richard Corliss writes. "He asks them to slaughter their first principles, hurls plagues of tabloid headlines their way, gives their lives meaning and hope with his captious majesty. Except, of course, that Jack isn't God. In luring his team toward corruption, twisting their idealism into Realpolitik, Stanton is Satan."
Well, Mr. President, this is a case of you know you're in trouble when ... You know you're in trouble when all the Hollywood liberals and Scientologists do their best to soften Joe Klein's mordant novel and give you a valentine--and the sweetened version depicts you as Lucifer.
It had occurred to me that Bill Clinton's swelling popularity could be explained by America's love of bad boys and anti-heroes. He's the charming Butch Cassidy to Kenneth Starr's relentless Pinkerton man. Hillary and Bill are the joyriding Bonnie and Clyde to Kenneth Starr's killjoy Texas Ranger.
It had even occurred to me that Bill Clinton was so preternaturally lucky he seemed have cut a deal with the Devil. Given the carnage that always surrounds Clinton and the fact that he always smilingly walks away stronger than ever, I could easily see him as Faust or Dorian Gray or Joe Hardy in "Damn Yankees."
But in light of the latest triumphs of the president--in public opinion, at least, he has vanquished the hymn-singing, holyrolling Starr, as well as Paula Jones, Monica Lewinsky, Linda Tripp and the Nosy Parkers of the press--Time is right. We must think cosmically about this.
Perhaps Bill Clinton is the Devil. It would explain a lot. Certainly, Hillary Clinton is condemned to her own little hell. Certainly, the voters have closed their eyes and made their pact with the Devil: Keep us prosperous and we won't hold you to any special moral or ethical standards.
The Mephistophelean scenario has a wonderful logic. It would explain the extraordinary level of human sacrifice around Bill Clinton--why so many people around him end up dead, jailed, betrayed, shackled, exiled, subpoenaed, depressed, humiliated, broke, ruined and smeared. (And, in the case of poor Buddy, neutered.)
James McDougal dies abruptly, a broken, crazy man, in solitary confinement in federal prison while his ex-business partner has more lives than a black cat.
It explains why our moral universe has turned upside down. It's fine if, Clinton preaches against tobacco one day, and the next goes to a fund-raiser given by a lawyer trying to reap a tobacco windfall.
Even the angelic seem possessed. Billy Graham telling Katie Couric that the president should be forgiven all because "the ladies just go wild over him"? Why should Clinton have to show any responsibility when he is deemed an innocent victim of his own sex appeal by the nation's most respected preacher?
You expect the feminists' heads to rotating on their necks any moment now. They've abandoned everything they've fought for all these years to join the let devils-be-devils chorus--as long as the sex is consensual or the president at some point, sooner or later, eventually takes no for an answer.
Instead of racing to the White House and beating the stuffing out of Bill Clinton, Monica's father waits a month and gives an interview to Barbara Walters. Dr. Benard Lewinsky ignored the fact that Clintonites were trashing his daughter as a troubled temptress, and said he couldn't imagine. this scandal would erode confidence in the president. In loco parentis fades into the loco parent.
