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16. THE STARR REPORT - ONE LAST TIME (Sept. 2002)

          It's all ancient history. So, let's boil the Starr Report down to its basics. Call this impeachment as fast food. Basically bad news for those who rallied around the President with clothespins on your noses. Please don't tell me there's no perjury when he didn't. In the Paula Jones desposition he denied being alone with his zoftig paramour except maybe a couple of official occasions. But to the Grand Jury he came clean. Quote: "When I was alone with Ms. Lewinsky on certain occasions in early 1996 and once in early 1997, I engaged in conduct that was wrong...inappropriate intimate contact." He admits it. Why don't you? No, not being swept off his feet by this pultritudinous package from Heaven. That's no crime. Zipper-fumbling with the truth to us. But did he ride the whole clear road of truth before the Grand Jury? You judge. The Prez again, quote--- near the beginning of page 6 of the N.Y. Times' transcript: "...I did not have sexual relations with Ms. Lewinsky..." Okay, so he did. Now his, perhaps your, backup position: Okay, okay, but it's his private life. I keep looking for this private life, maybe a sweet little afternoon date in a park filled with cherry blossoms, but all the action happens in 5 places: Oval Office, President's study, bathroom across from the study, hallway, an aide's office. On our time, in the taxpayer's place. Near last gasp: But there's no real crime. Sorry, that's why they call it "high crimes and misdemeanors". From serial murder down to picking the Presidential nose, the Constitution lets Congress make its judgment call. But it's a political process you cry out! Duhh....Hey, don't blame me, I'm just the messenger, Ira Rosenstein, and it all took place a thousand years ago.

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