Dream on about what? I don't think I have any illusions about Clinton or the current state of the impeachment process. Clinton is a lying though gifted manipulator and an ambitious Yuppie opportunist. He's a J.R. Ewing donning the mask of Phil Donahue. And the impeachment process is all but dead, unless the GOP truly wishes to destroy itself, which I don't think reasonable Republicans like Specter will allow.
I had come around, didn't you know?, and had begun to view the impeachment hearings with glee and joy (the same glee and joy I get when watching the "Simpsons" on Fox) about three weeks before the election. I'm personally disappointed by the coming demise of the impeachment hearings because the fall prime-time line-up really sucks and the spring promises to be no better, although Matt Groenig is coming out with an animated series about a pizza delivery guy in the year 3000. Cool!
Did we all of a sudden forget the "repeat it often enough and it becomes fact" mantra of the propagandists?
Obviously people have become too sophisticated for that kind of propoganda. Over and over again for 10 months we heard Clinton is a liar and a cheat and must be impeached. The people, in all their glorious and infamous banality, took a look at their checkbooks, and said, "I don't care."
It has been the Clinton haters who have tried to repeat it until it became fact, despite all the evidence to the contrary. When the repititions of the Clinton haters don't take hold among the people, they take on the character of wishful thinking. Just take a look at the numbing barrage of laughably dubious Clinton conspiracy theories that continues to be posted on the Corruption thread. These tall tales have been echoing throughout the land for six years. (Americans hate reruns, BTW. "Honey, hand me the remote so I can change the channel.")
Hey Zoloft, here's another one about Clinton I got from the Christian Americans for Martial Law site
More Clinton Secrets Discovered
By Joseph Goebbels
Little Rock, Ark. (Fascist News Service, June 6)--An ongoing investigation into that lying, no-good, draft-dodging, pot-smoking, all-the-girls getting, Communist president of ours revealed that Clinton slept with his mother! He impregnated her! Look at that ugly Chelsea! She don't look quite right, now do she?! Clinton also kills puppies! He's bad! An anonymous source who said he feared that Hillary would cast a spell on him if she found out who he was told me that Clinton also stole a lot of money once from his half-brother's piggy bank! You have to believe me because you know how bad Clinton is! Plus, if you don't believe me, Richard Mellon Scaife will cut off my trust fund!
Puh-leeze!
The Clinton haters have been bellowing these insane stories for so long that no one takes them seriously. Check out Bloodgate! Don't forget Filegate! And those Cocaine shipments! What about campaign finance violations! Look at these Clinton murders! Let us remember Whitewater! I respond, whatever. It's all one big mishmash. Their zeal to get Clinton had little to do with what he'd actually done, it had everything to do with who they perceived he was and what they thought he stood for. It was an attack based on emotion, not on reason.
Ultimately, the Clinton haters have become yet another gothic character in the ongoing national political farce that stars protagonists Bill and Hill. Even if one of the absurd theories the Clinton haters disseminate turns out to be true, Joe and Zoe Dodge Caravan and their 1.8 kids, residents of Sterile Suburb, USA, would smirk and giggle and say, "Hey those Clinton haters sure are funny. I wonder if Leno's gonna do some more Monica jokes tonight." They will never take the Clinton haters seriously.
I view it as a milestone in humanity that the people this time refused to buy it. They were too busy figuring out what to buy with all the money they made this year, ur, uh, I mean, uh, they looked at the central fact of the current situation--Clinton was caught in a lie about sex--and decided it was not enough to impeach the man, despite the outrage of the Sam Donaldsons and William Bennetts. |
