"Being the spouse is
more difficult than when I was the candidate. When you're running,
you're out there driving every day. But when you're the spouse, you feel
more protective. It's much harder."
-- Bill Clinton, in an interview
with the
Wall Street Journal.
OK, I have to admit it; I’m in love
with Bill Clinton. I am so in love with the bad boy former president
that I could burst into song: “Bill, I love you so, I always will. I
look at you and see the passion eyes of May.” Tra la la.
I know, I know, these days it’s not
exactly fashionable to be a fan of Bill Clinton but “in his voice I hear
a choir of carousels.” Tra la la.
My boy Bubba
that notorious philander (ML); liar, who can forget his memorable
performance of 1998 when he uttered these words: "I did not have sexual
relations with that woman." Murderer; didn’t Bill have Vince Foster
killed because he was messing with his wife? How about bigot, so accused
for these words uttered January 26, 2008 in Columbia, SC following Barack Obama’s defeat of Bill’s bride, Hillary Clinton in the South
Carolina Primary: "Jesse Jackson won South Carolina in '84 and '88.
Jackson ran a good campaign. And Obama ran a good campaign here." Hm.
Is there anyone more vilified, ostracized, marginalized, bastardized, canonized,
mischaracterized?
Men hate him, woman love him and the press burnishes him. His polls numbers are up, his poll numbers go down. The man is a human Rorschach test; with Bill Clinton you see what you want to see, feel what you want to feel. The former president of the United States, poor guy, has become an inkblot of a man.
"I was the one who came runnin' when you were lonely. I haven't lived one day not lovin' you only.” Tra la la.
So, loving him the way that I do because loving you is easy when you’re beautiful -- I simply could not stand idly by and not defend my Bubba against the latest attack launched against him. “He’s just not the same Bubba,” they say. “From Bubba to Flubba,” the
New York Daily News headline reads. “Slew of gaffes makes pals wonder why Bill is losing it.”
Or this from
wily South Carolina Rep. James E. Clyburn, the undeclared but really
declared Barack Obama superdelegate: “bizarre,” describing my Bill’s
conduct during the Democratic primary campaign.
Of course, we’re
just a week or so before the North Carolina primary, and just as Rep.
Clyburn issued the first racial shot at Bill just prior to the pivotal
South Carolina primary, here we are in North Carolina and Clyburn is
doing it again.
In an interview
with The New York Times late last week, Mr. Clyburn said Mr.
Clinton’s conduct in this campaign had caused what might be an
irreparable breach between Mr. Clinton and an African-American
constituency that once revered him. “When he was going through his
impeachment problems, it was the black community that bellied up to the
bar,” Mr. Clyburn said. “I think black folks feel strongly that that
this is a strange way for President Clinton to show his appreciation.”
Mr. Clyburn
added that there appeared to be an almost “unanimous” view among
African-Americans that Mr. and Mrs. Clinton were “committed to doing
everything they possibly can to damage Obama to a point that he could
never win.”
Here’s a bit of
irony, old Rep. Clyburn is a native of Sumter, South Carolina, named for
the same Revolutionary War hero that Ft. Sumter is, where the first shot
of the American Civil War was fired.
Hm.
Bill’s got the
wedding bell blues. His lovely bride, Hillary Clinton, is in the fight
of her life against her opponent, Barack Obama, for the Democratic
Party’s nomination for president and things hadn’t been going very well
for Hillary. The contest has been a lesson for the former president. He
hasn’t been very good at watching his wife get knocked about by another
man.
And forgetting
those politically motivated and untrue racist allegations made by
Clyburn who is using my Bill as the wedge to coalesce the
African-American community behind his candidate, and tick off some white
male voters from Hillary Clinton, too, Bill has, indeed confused all
those talking heads who have tried to explain Bill’s “odd behavior”
during this campaign. But really, it’s very simple…
My man Bubba just discovered, maybe a little late in life, that of all things he’s in love with his own wife. “I love you so, I always will, and in your voice I hear a choir of carousels."
All's fair in love and politics -- Wright?
Imagine Bubba
Clinton’s got the wedding bell blues. Tra La La.