I was so happy at the end of the Clintoncrisis, only the thought of being bound and gagged seemed slightly more threatening anduncomfortable than the thought of being subjected for even one more day to the adolescent behaviorof a large proportion of our nation's Congress and the revolting press coverage it generated. Thefanatical pursuit of the same crimes committed daily by the hypocritical accusers (remember HenryHyde's defense of his 'youthful indiscretion' at an age when the average American becomes a grandparent? )was so nauseating as to leave me permanently cynical about the practice of governmentin this country.
Yet, even I have my limits where I must draw my head out of the sand. Thecombination of reading the reviews of this book by some of the lunatic fringe below, plus finding myself going through a revolving door on the other side of the glass from Ken Starr on my way towork this morning, in addition to seeing Linda Tripp's plastic surgeried face (her reward forbeing named 'Girlfriend of the Year' I guess) on the cover of a national magazine on the newstand yesterday has driven me to the unimaginable--voluntarily reading something about this shamefulperiod in our history.
The impeachment's greatest relief was in the silence that followed itspathetic end. However, the faces of Linda Tripp and Ken Starr--him live and only 12 inches infront of me--it was like being Harry Potter staring into the eyes of VOLDEMORT!
I supposesuch experiences are meant to serve as a warning to remind us how vulnerable we remain to Medievalwitch hunts, and how it is necessary to tell and retell the story to prevent its being forgotten,to keep it from happening again.
How anyone, least of all the poorly disguised fanaticspretending to be serious critics below, can find justification for means so egregious gives me theshivers to contemplate.
Few of us would find Clinton's morality defensible were it not for themuch more reprehensible tactics of Ken Starr and his henchmen. Most of us were able to perceivethe greater dangers of Starr's justification of thuggish intimidation, which was not only morerepugnant, but also a great deal more threatening to our democracy and way of life than Clinton'ssleaziness and poor judgement.
Any of us could find ourselves subject to Ken Starr's methodsof investigation if we were unlucky enough to cross the paths of the "Sheriffs" of the ONE TRUEFAITH of moral righteousness who believe they bear the exclusive mantle of the Founding Fathers. Ben Franklin, Thomas Jefferson, and even George Washington would roll in their graves at themisuse of the power of impeachment which our noble Congress did not hesitate to use as a bluntweapon of hatred and resentment.
So, here I go back into the fray--at least this books soundsintelligently written--something I cannot say of some of the commentary on this page.
Mr. Toobinstates that Clinton's crimes are "essentially private," yet he then praises Judge Wright'scontempt ruling. Odd that a lawyer would support the notion that private behavior might qualify ascontempt of court. This is the logical extension of his thinking but, not surprisingly, he doesn'tfollow it. If you hold to either of those positions, the other becomes untenable. Reminiscent ofmany Democratic Senators who fulminated about the personal nature of Clinton's crimes, yetsupported censure. Why should congress be censuring Presidents for private behavior? Alas, thekneepad crowd wants to have it both ways.
Muchbetter and more factual book is from Richard Posner.
What the book does for the first time however,is shine a spotlight on Starr's woefully inept OIC, and recount the many errors that he and staffacculumated, as they bungled their way through impeachment.