BC: "I never said any such thing. I’m just a simple, loving husband. Why would I want Hillary out of the picture?"

Satirical blogger Manhattan Infidel has an exclusive interview with William Jefferson Clinton here.

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BC: And send Hillary away for years? Leaving me all alone? To do what I want with who I want?

Pants on fire

Here are excerpts from Mark Steyn's weekend column.

...This weekend is the first anniversary of the inauguration, which we shall commemorate in today's movie feature later. It's also the twentieth anniversary of a turbulent weekend in Washington, culminating in the launch down the catway of Monica Lewinsky's little black dress. The drama of January 1998 put certain words and phrases in the public discourse for the next two years, including "impeachment", "vast right-wing conspiracy", "the meaning of 'is'", and "completion", which President Clinton was said by Monica in the Starr Report not to reach.

Yes, it was twenty years ago today/Slick Willie taught the intern to play! In a sense, the Clintons have never reached completion - which is why, two decades on, the news is full of Uranium One, Hillary-commissioned dirty dossiers and Huma's emails - not to mention the exposure of Harvey Weinstein and other Clinton buddies for availing themselves of the same interns-with-benefits approach to the workplace. We may run some old pieces from the Dawning of the Age of Incompletion in the weeks ahead. But, if you're wondering what we were talking about before Monica, the answer is Paula - who became near totally eclipsed by Miss Lewinsky. This was my Sunday Telegraph column of January 18th 1998. I blush to say some of the lines herein have wound up in anthologies of quotations, including most recently in Matthew Parris' collection Scorn - though I have to say I don't think my Scornometer was cranked all the way up to eleven. I suppose it's all comparative, which brings us back to that poor Media-ite fellow...

Last week, President Clinton declared most of storm-ravaged northern New England a federal disaster area. This weekend, he was back in Washington attending to the real federal disaster area: his pants.

They are, alas, not eligible for government financial assistance, although after spending most of his presidency trying to shake off the dogged Paula Jones, they could surely use some. Yesterday's trip to his lawyers' office to give his sworn deposition on sexual-harassment allegations was, according to the White House, his first "face to face" meeting with Mrs Jones - an artful, quintessentially Clintonesque choice of words with which she would not disagree, given her testimony re the previous encounter. He also denied that the case was proving a distraction: "I just try to put it in a little box and go on and do my work."

Actually, President Clinton no longer has any work. In the past month, there have been three news stories about him: 1) he acquired a dog; 2) he named his dog after his Uncle Buddy; 3) Buddy got hissed at by Socks, the White House cat. There is always Iraq, of course, but the President has kept a curiously low profile on that issue, reluctant to press Saddam too hard to allow UN inspectors to examine his lethal weapon sites presumably in case Mrs Jones's lawyers demand that UN inspectors be permitted to examine the President's own lethal weapon site.

No second-term US President has faded away as quickly as this one, and the danger is that, in the absence of any major legislation or great issue, there will be nothing to concentrate on except the Jones case. In that sense, yesterday's meeting was one of those emblematic moments - like FDR's with Churchill and Stalin or Jimmy Carter's with Begin and Sadat - that perfectly encapsulates the scale of his presidency. Given that he's the first US President ever to have to defend a sexual-harassment suit, perhaps the more appropriate comparison would be Nixon going to China. Indeed, since Mrs Jones asserted that the President has Peyronie's Disease and that his penis is crooked, Mr Clinton has even adopted a variation of the old Nixon defence: it is not a crook.

If the President's penis is straight, it's the only thing in this Administration that is. In recent days, the First Lady has given testimony under oath on the White House's illegal requests for confidential FBI files on prominent Republicans; the Labour Secretary has come under investigation for bribery and influence peddling; and it was asserted that Ron Brown, the tarnished Commerce Secretary who supposedly died in a "plane crash in Bosnia", happened, upon examination of his corpse, to have a bullet hole in his head.

As for Mrs Jones, she exercised her legal right to attend the deposition mainly, she said, because she wanted to spend her first meeting with a fully zipped-up President just staring him straight in the eyes. That is probably a wise move, given the way sceptical feminists have criticised her claim to have she spent the early meeting staring him in the one-eye. Her apparently photographic memory of that brief encounter in an Arkansas hotel room seven years ago does not impress everyone. "I have seen many penises," said the comedienne Elayne Boosler. "I can tell you honestly - steel-trap memory and observer of detail that I am paid to be - that I could not pick one of them out of a line-up. And yet Jones states that she was there for a mere second, that she was not interested, but she has already designed drapes to go with the thing." In truth, Mrs Jones has not designed drapes to go with the thing: that sort of canny merchandising spin-off is more the province of the President's celebrity chums.

According to the federal government's own Justice Department, sexual incidents are massively under-reported and women ought to be encouraged to come forward. Mrs Jones did, and has suffered non-stop vilification as a result - not to mention the attentions of the Internal Revenue Service: five days after rejecting an out-of-court settlement with the President, she received a letter from the IRS saying her 1995 tax returns were to be audited. It seems odd that the most powerful federal agency should trouble itself with an unemployed woman whose husband earns $37,000 a year and owns no property. But Mrs Jones has long since given up expecting a sympathetic ear. Even this weekend's CBS News could not resist pointing out that Mrs Jones's legal costs were being funded by "Clinton-haters", notwithstanding the network's long-standing indifference to the President's own exotic sources of funds.

But Mrs Jones's story is at last beginning to seep out: America's notoriously squeamish mainstream news shows are even beginning to use phrases like "oral sex". The very fact of this week's meeting has evened up the score. Between now and the start of the trial in May, Americans will be more and more divided - between those who shriek that Mrs Jones is a liar, liar; and those increasingly aghast at the President, his pants eternally on fire.

Read more here.

The first administration to keep a standardized denial-of-sex affidavit on file.

Mark Steyn wrote in 1999 about President Bill Clinton.

He raped her. Old news. Get over it.

He raped her. Or rather (for we must observe the niceties) she alleges he raped her. That's what Juanita Broaddrick told The Wall Street Journal last Friday. That's what The Washington Post reported Saturday —on page one. That's what The New York Times somewhat tardily got around to letting its readers in on yesterday — although the fastidious Times boys forebore to let the word "rape" sully their account, preferring the term "assault" and noting only that "he forced her down to the bed and had intercourse with her," which would be rape if Mike 'Tyson did it but with Bill Clinton qualifies merely as a marginally non-consensual relationship.

He raped her. Okay, he assaulted her. He bit her lip and rammed his penis into her vagina. And what happened? Nothing. No one on the Sunday talk shows raised the issue. It wasn't on the TV news, it wasn't on the radio news. Instead of running with "Is Our President A Rapist?", Time and Newsweek put the alleged rapist's wife on the cover in regal pose and cooed over the unstoppable momentum for her mooted Senate campaign.

He raped her. That's what she told Lisa Myers of NBC News back in January, just as the impeachment trial was getting underway. But the network got cold feet — unlike the president, who always keeps his socks on. "The good news is you're credible," Miss Myers informed her interviewee. "The bad news is you're very credible" — a problem peculiar to American journalism. Last night, with Mr. Clinton acquitted and Senator-elect Rodham cruising to victory in the New York primary, NBC decided it was finally safe to air Miss Myers' report on Dateline. So what will happen now? Nothing. He raped her. Old news. Get over it. Move on. The country's reached "closure."

No, it hasn't. It's reached "Denial." Denial is a small town in Arkansas, midway between Hope and Hot Springs, where all the men are abusers but all the women feel it would be unseemly to bring it up. A zillion Clinton women ago, I remarked that the United States was beginning to resemble one of those Sam Shephard plays set in a crumbling farmhouse where everyone in the family knows there's a dead baby buried in the backyard but they all agree not to mention it, even though its rotting corpse silently and remorselessly contaminates everything. Back in those days, when it seemed the president was simply groping the odd breast hither and yon, my comparison was intended as metaphor. But the metaphor is getting dangerously close to prosaic reality. First, Americans learned to accept that their president was an adulterer; next, a pants-dropper; now, a rapist. It's all too easy to imagine, say, a year from now a decomposed corpse being dug up on the outskirts of Little Rock, the spawn of some unfortunate gubernatorial liaison circa 1987. In a typically artful invention, Mr. Clinton told Mrs. Broaddrick, as he zipped up his pants, not to worry, he was sterile, the result of mumps. The conception of his daughter shortly after this 1978 encounter represents what the lawyers would call "conflicting testimony."

I suppose it's possible to believe Mr. Clinton's denial (through his lawyer) of Mrs. Broaddrick's story. Just as it was possible to believe his denial of Gennifer Flowers' story — until he conceded having sex with her in his Paula Jones deposition. Just as it was possible to believe his denial of Monica Lewinsky's story — until the stained dress found its way to the FBI crime lab. Just as it was possible to believe his denial of Paula Jones' story — until he paid her 850,000 bucks. But The Wall Street Journal's Dorothy Rabinowitz, who heard Mrs. Broaddrick's grim story at first hand, believes her. Miss Rabinowitz is one of my few journalist heroes. She's spent much of the last decade tirelessly re-investigating the soi-disant "child abuse" epidemic of the 80s: Through her efforts, some of the most ludicrous cases have been re-opened, falsely accused "abusers" have been re-leased from jail, those whose lives were destroyed have been belatedly vindicated. No one knows better than Miss Rabinowitz how easy it is to concoct charges of sexual assault. Yet she's come to the conclusion that what her interviewee alleges did, in fact, take place. "This is the part that always stays in my mind," says Mrs. Broaddrick. "The way he put on his sunglasses. Then he looked at me and said, 'You better put some ice on that.'" Bill Clinton feels your pain even after causing it.

It's true that Mrs. Broaddrick has previously denied the rape. It's also true that Monica initially denied servicing the president, as did Elizabeth Ward Gracen — and both relationships were eventually conceded by Mr. Clinton. But once again it's the telling detail that sticks. A month ago on this page, I made a joke about the convenient do-it-yourself Home Affidavit Kit ("I [Your Name Here], being of sound body, did not have sexual relations with William Jefferson Clinton"). But it turns out it's no joke. Mrs. Broaddrick's lawyer contacted an old friend, Bruce Lindsay, White House deputy counsel. Shortly afterwards, the president's attorney Bob Bennett faxed back the affidavit of another woman who'd denied involvement with Mr. Clinton. Mrs. Broaddrick's lawyer replaced the original name with that of his client and dropped it in the mail. This is the first administration to keep a standardized denial-of-sex affidavit on file.

Juanita Broaddrick's rapist wasn't just a boss or a powerful, well-connected man: He was at that time the attorney-general of Arkansas, the state's chief prosecutor, the man responsible for enforcing rape law. Yet Mr. Clinton's nation of deniers will still shrug: Why didn't she press charges? Likewise, when Kathleen Willey — you remember, last March's Psycho Slut Of The Month — said she wanted to slap his face, skeptics demanded: Why didn't she?

Here's why. The best film about Bill Clinton is not Primary Colors or Wag The Dog but a little-noticed Clint Eastwood thriller released in 1997. Absolute Power opens with a late-night rendezvous between President Richmond (Gene Hackman) and the young attractive wife of one of his major campaign donors. He pushes her crudely down to crotch level — the Monica position. But things get a little rough and she slaps his face — as Mrs. Willey wanted to do. The president howls. She struggles to break free. He places her hand on his crotch and she grabs it hard. He screams again. At this point, the Secret Service men standing guard burst in, see this woman physically threatening their president and, as they're trained to do reflexively, shoot her dead.

That's why Mrs. Willey stayed her hand. The United States can probably live with O.J.'s jury nullification: It seems the only person the Juice has ever wanted to kill was his wife — oh, and her hapless friend. But, if he moved in next door, one could be reasonably confident he wouldn't re-offend. Not so with O.J.'s sometime golfing partner Bill Clinton. There is a sexual thug in the White House and Americans cannot even slap his face.

~from The National Post of Canada, February 25th 1999

National Intern Awareness Week

Did you know that April is national intern awareness month? Bill Clinton is already aware.


hat tip Misanthropic Humanitarian

Never too late!

Selective

h/t Mike Miles

One more comes forward

At Breitbart Aaron Klein has an interview and report of a new woman alleging Bill Clinton sexually assaulted her when she was a television reporter in Arkansas and Clinton was governor.

"I always felt bad about Bill Clinton not wanting to be in my life."

The Drudge Report has this story today:

CNN ORDERS BLACKOUT ON CLINTON 'SON'
Wed Oct 12 2016 09:19:32 ET

CNN boss Jeff Zucker has directly ordered network staff not to cover shocking allegations made my Arkansas resident Danney Williams, the DRUDGE REPORT has learned.

Williams, who is set to give his first TV interview today on INFOWARS.COM, claims to be Bill Clinton's biological son.

"Jeff thinks it is a ridiculous hoax," a top CNN source reveals.

"I always felt bad about Bill Clinton not wanting to be in my life," Williams explains in a video released Monday. "Was it because I was black? Was there something wrong with me? It made me think sometimes even of suicide. It's not fair and it has been hurtful."

"Hillary, please do not deny I exist. I am your stepson."

Sexual abuse and adultery

Actual journalist Attkisson puts together the sexual abuse and adultery claims against Bill Clinton, with pictures of each accuser here.

Jennifer flowers

Monica Lewinsky

Dolly Kyle Browning

Elizabeth Ward Gracen

Juanita Broaddrick

Kathleen Willey

Sally Miller

Getting closer, Bill

h/t Gerard

A penny for your thoughts, Bill

Three victims of sexual assault by Bill Clinton were present in the front row of the debate last night. Bill Clinton noticed.

"We are scared for our lives!"

Indiscretions? Infidelities? No, these are crimes! This is about a serial rapist, a predator, and his wife who has enabled his behavior all of these years.”

“It terrifies me and it should terrify all women,” Jones stated about Hillary’s presidential ambitions.

“It should terrify all men and women,” Willey added. “She will annihilate any enemy. All of her enemies. Anybody who has spoken against her. Across the board for I don’t know how many years. She will get rid of them.”

“No woman who advocates for women attacks the victims of sexual assault be it by her husband or anybody else,” said Willey.

The women argued that the term “enabler” best describes Hillary Clinton’s role in her husband’s alleged sexual crimes.

“There is not a better word for any of this,” stated Broaddrick. “Especially when she threatened me personally.”

Willey added, “She is complicit in everything that he has done.”

she has been the main one to help cover this up. And go after us.”

Willey and Jones both accused Bill Clinton of sexual assault, with Willey saying that she suffered acts of intimidation in what she has described as a campaign to silence her. Broaddrick says that Bill Clinton raped her, and recently stated in an interview with this reporter that she was raped twice during the same 1978 alleged assault.

Read more here.

"We must do more to stop illegal immigration!"

h/t CBD

How Bill Clinton caused the 2008 Great Recession

At The American Thinker Jack Cashill shows how Bill Clinton was responsible for the 2008 Great Recession.

No word from the Donald on this one

Colin Powell emails someone about Bill Clinton being out "dicking bimbos." Donald Trump has not commented. Could this be the reason?

Did someone say #DickingBimbos?

Bill Clinton mocks the "coal people" of West Virginia and Kentucky

Remember this night?

I remember exactly where I was on the night when Bill looked right into the camera and said "I never had sexual relations with that woman, Ms. Lewinsky!"

Wake me when she's done

Will he get into trouble?

In what may be the understatement of the year, New York Times writer Patrick Healy states,

Historically, when Mr. Clinton does not have a job to do, he gets into trouble.

It was during the government shutdown in 1995 that Mr. Clinton began his affair with Monica Lewinsky. It was in the early years after he left the White House that his friendships with wealthy playboys became tabloid fodder. Sidelined by Mrs. Clinton’s 2008 presidential campaign, Mr. Clinton went rogue and started lashing out at Barack Obama. More recently, his dinner with the businessman Mark Cuban and his tarmac encounter with Attorney General Loretta E. Lynch were reminders that when Mr. Clinton has time on his hands, he can create dangerous distractions for his wife.

Putting Mr. Clinton to good use, while containing his less helpful impulses, would be a major test for Mrs. Clinton as president, given the spotlight and pressure they would be under and her limited ability in the past to rein in his excesses.

But, maybe we are getting just a bit ahead of ourselves here? Can we wait until some votes are cast?

Read more here.

The appearance of impropriety

Attorney General Loretta Lynch, whose FBI is conducting a criminal investigation of Hillary Clinton, met secretly in a parked plane at Sky Harbor Airport in Phoenix with Hillary's husband Bill, who, when he was president, appointed Ms. Lynch to be a federal judge in New York.

What did they talk about? Why are high level Democrats like David Axelrod, Harry Reid, and Chuck Schumer rushing forward to assure us there is nothing to see here?



Rush Limbaugh points out that Bill Clinton is not a man to whom the benefit of the doubt has been earned regarding ethical behavior. Nevertheless, many people called in to Rush's show to give their theories of why Bill and Loretta met on the tarmac in Phoenix. Here's one caller:

RUSH: Mark in Big Lake, Minnesota. Great to have you, sir. You're next.

CALLER: Hi, Rush. Thanks for taking my call.

RUSH: Yes, sir.

CALLER: I have a different theory about why Bill Clinton requested that meeting with Loretta

Lynch. I think he went there to beg her to indict.

RUSH: (Laughing).

CALLER: Think about it. Think about it. If you're married to Hillary, wouldn't you want her to go away for 10 to 20?



RUSH: You know, you're funny. Your call is uproariously funny, and intriguingly attractive as a theory. But I think people don't understand the Clinton relationship. Bill's got everything in the world he could possibly want. He's got a wife that covers for him when he cheats. He's got a wife that tries to destroy the concubines, not him. He's got a wife who has perfected making a quarter million dollars for a 20-minute speech. He has a wife who is as obsessed about money as he is. He has a wife who is as obsessed ideologically as he is.

He has all the freedom in the world. He can fly around the world on a pedophile-owned jet, and he has it with impunity. He can go play golf anywhere he wants. He can stay at home at Chappaqua and have the women come to him. He can pal around with anybody. He's got this foundation and this charitable organization that has netted these people influence and hundreds of millions of dollars. And now he's about to be vaulted back into the White House with no responsibilities once he gets there. He's going redefine what first lady is. I don't think he has any desire to be rid of Hillary Clinton.

Read more here.