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or, Monica, We Hardly Knew Ya....
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Before we get to to her interview, it has been written and commented about how much the Grand Jury really liked Monica. Well, in case you missed that, suffice it to say that these carefully chosen people, representing a cross-section of America's diverse population, were smitten with the Monica-bug right off the bat. Witnesses have stated and the testimony bears it out, that they actually loved her and kept her in the room well past the point of simple questioning; like a wamr embrace. And they called her back more than any other witness. Clearly more than they needed to. (Remind you of anything?) In time, it will come out that the Grand Jurors did not agree with the Special Prosecutor's conclusions about President Clinton, because they too were affected by her simple, guile-less, and charming ways. When all is said and done, it will be clear to everyone that Monica is a doll, a sweetheart, an innocent who knows the ways of men, and passes through those walls as if they weren't there. She goes for the heart, directly. Because it is there, in the emotional, bare-naked center, where she is the happiest, as, if truth were told, are we all. In many ways, far from an embarrassment to mankind, she actually verifies something very important in people, although many are in denial. Actual transcript... The jurors are asking the questions. 
Her testimony goes on to relate that it wasn't just
oral sex, or just "sex" at all. "It was a lot more than
that to me." She was upset that he didn't even "acknowledge
me in his remarks," and she felt responsible for what had happened.
She stated that she has tried very hard to do everything she could not
to hurt him. Then one of the jurors, at this point throwing a stone at
 her,
said, "Well, I mean it wasn't like you went out on dates or anything
like that like normal people, so how was it more than oral sex, or just
'sex'?" Now, that wasn't nice was it?She responded with descriptions of all of the fun they had talking in person, eating pizza, bantering, teasing, flirting, and the phone calls. She talked about the affection, the hugging, he would stroke her hair, they would hold hands,  they
would talk about politics (she offered him her solution to the Paula Jones
situation: pay up and get it behind you), the gifts back and forth, the
helpful best friend, Vernon Jordan, and the tears and sadness as the relationship
ended. In fact, she did a very good job,
if one was listening, describing how the relationship was a lot more than
a contract for oral sex. The picture she painted of Bill Clinton was one
of a kind, isolated, affection-craving, tortured and conflicted, human
being who met you halfway and was more often than not a very good and
very interesting friend. The Linda Tripps of this world are always there
with their doubt-inducing manipulations, ready to tape. But even Betty
Currie was obviously fond of Monica and saw the positive side to things,
as described in her testimony.So, in the end, we have a sweet young woman, in love with someone she shouldn't even know, and a powerful, lonely man who, like so many of us, needed a friend, who saw a chance for something lovely and warm, and, took it, giving back as much as he could, and probably a little too much. It's not exactly Romeo and Juliet, to be sure. But, it's not Richard Nixon. That was all about the abuse of power, perjury, cover up and breaking the public trust. This was about human fraility, love and lust, loneliness and isolation, and in the end it will be about forgiveness. So, let's begin the end of Bill and Monica's incredible adventure: let's forgive them both. Let's allow the will of the American people to prevail over the Tripps and the Starrs and the Grinches (or is it Gingrichs?) and the lawyers who don't really care one way or the other. Can we do that? Can you do that? Time will tell. See you next time. |
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Reality
is setting in as all the testimony becomes available. This is not a
story of political power and abuse of power. It is not a story of perjury
and subornation. And, most of all, it is not a story of a flawed president
who is sick with sensual preoccupation and sex addiction. Far from all
of that, this is a human story about a couple of people who were trying
to find their way through the same issues that confront each of us every
day: loneliness, love, fear, and the desperate need to be needed and
held in the most basic and everyday human ways.