It’s Saturday night and I’ve just finished reading Roger Stone’s and Robert Morrow’s book, The Clinton’s War on Women (Skyhorse Publishing, 2015, 2016). I also just got back from a little birthday partying for Big Brother, who just turned 61. If he makes it all the way to retirement, he’ll be one of the last Americans to have spent his entire career since graduated school with the same company.
Earlier this evening, I was waiting for Donald Trump’s Las Vegas Rally to come on. Fox had split screen. I wanted to do a split scream. There was former New York City mayor Rudy Giuliani, fabulously, talking to the crowd, prepping them up for Trump’s entrance. But you couldn’t hear him. Watters (whom I have absolutely nothing against – he’s a truly funny guy) was interviewing some dimwitted, lower tier Clintonista, while we were missing Giuliani’s intro.
Never mind. Big Brother’s birthday, after some confusion over what to do, as Mom is 92 and not really mobile anymore, was at Mom’s house. The cake was waiting.
Yes, Roger Stone is that Roger Stone, the controversial Republican consultant, opposition researcher, and self-proclaimed “libertine.” Stone served as an advisor to the 2016 presidential campaign of Donald Trump. He left the campaign on August 8, 2015, but remains a “Trump confidante.” During the 2016 election cycle, Stone was banned from appearing on CNN and MSNBC after making a series of offensive Twitter posts disparaging other television personalities. Stone specifically referred to a CNN commentator as an “Entitled Diva B****h” and imagined her “killing herself,” and called another CNN personality a “stupid negro” and a “fat negro.”
Dear, oh dear. Well, you can imagine what his book his like. Actually, you can’t, exactly. In the book he admits to being a “libertine” but he only advocates sexual relations between consenting adults, not underage girls – and sometimes, boys.
Stone – and Morrow – discuss in greater detail scandals other authors have already covered – but they go beyond where other authors have put the periods. Other writers have quoted Bill Clinton’s half-brother, who is a convicted drug felon, describes his brother as having a nose “like a Hoover vacuum. They don’t go beyond that statement.
Stone and Morrow do. They cite numerous sources as confirming what many suspected or heard rumors of years ago, even before Clinton was elected – that he used cocaine copiously.
“Betsey Wright told Larry Nichols,” the authors relate, “that Bill Clinton had had to be sent to a drug rehab multiple times. Roger Clinton had been famously rumored to say he needed to buy some cocaine because his half-brother had a nose like a vacuum cleaner.”
They tell stories of Clinton having to be hospitalized a number of times for overdoses. Clinton had connections with Dan Lasater, “a young entrepreneur who in 1965 founded Ponderosa Steakhouses [I remember them]. Lasater became successful in the restaurant business, and he later branched off into horse racing, where he was immensely successful in the years 1975, 1975, and 1976. He won the racing industry’s prestigious Eclipse Award for outstanding owner. But according to a police statement by one of his employees, Lasater’s success with the horses was achieved by ‘putting in the boot’ – fixing the races.
“Along the way, Dan Lasater did two other things as well: cocaine smuggling and money laundering as of one Bill Clinton’s closest friends and biggest political contributors when Clinton was governor of Arkansas.
“Laster also started a bond company, and, in 1985, Clinton’s Arkansas government awarded Lasater an exclusive $750,000 contract to sell bonds to finance a new state police radio system. At this same time, there was a tremendous amount of drugs being run through Arkansas” from Central and South America. The landing site was a supposed horse ranch in Mena, Ark.
Stone and Morrow tell a harrowing tale of deadly vengeance for anyone who crossed the Clintons – both Bill and Hillary. It’s no wonder that Stone and Morrow claim that newspapers, magazines, and other publishers stopped at the state line, as it were, when it came to accusations of drug use by Bill Clinton.
And girls. Girls, girls, girls, and Jeffrey Epstein, the notorious owner of Orgy Island. They write that Donald Trump took one look at Epstein’s Palm Beach pool, which at first he took to be a kids’ pool party, turned around and left. And severed all ties with Epstein.
Some of the authors’ claims seem to be way out there, especially when it comes to the drug smuggling. They implicate everyone, left and right, from Pres. George H.W. Bush to Oliver North and the C.I.A. Bill was a double agent at Oxford. Chelsea is really the daughter of Webster Hubbell. They even show what they say are before and after pictures. Wow. Yeah, way out there.
But it’s Saturday night. When the book arrived in the mail and I unwrapped it, the book fell open to Chapter 21: The Quotable Clintons.
- “F*#k off! It’s enough that I have to see you sh*t-kickers every day. I’m not going to talk to you, too. Just do your goddam job and keep your mouth shut!”
- Hillary, to her Arkansas state trooper bodyguards, after one of them told her “good morning”
- “[You] f*#ing idiot!” To a state trooper who was driving her to an event
- “What the f*#k is going on?!” to a Secret Service agent after reading an article, written by a UC Berkeley student, which was critical of Chelsea.
- “This is the kind of sh*t I have to put up with.” To a friend after a well-meaning supporter gave her earrings shaped like Arkansas Razorbacks
- “You goddamn stupid f*#ng fool.” To Bill while in the presence of Chelsea, then a toddler.
- “You f*#ng asshole.” To Bill on Inauguration Day 1993, while demanding Al Gore’s office.
- “What the f*#k are you doing up there [in Congress]? You get back here right away!” On the phone, excoriating Bill because he had suggested a health-care proposal that differed from hers.
- “Come back here, you a**hole! Where the f*#k do you think you’re going?” To Bill, after an argument.
- “That’ll teach them to f*#k with us.” To aides, right after her comments to Matt Lauer in January 1998 that a “vast, right-wing conspiracy” was out to get the Clintons.
- “These women are all trash. Nobody’s going to believe them.” About Bill’s accusers.
- “You sold out, you mother*#ker, you sold out!” To Joseph Califano who was representing clients averse to her, circa 1970.
- “I want to get this sh*t over with and get these damned people out of here.” Hillary, over the Arkansas governor’s mansion intercom as pre-schoolers who had been invited to the governor’s mansion were posing on the law for a photographer.
Don’t you just love that last one? That’s Hillary, who loves the children soooo much.
Earlier today, Donald Trump was talking about how Hillary Clinton had to call in Jay Z and the music industry troops to help her sagging campaign. The concert was filled with the usual contemporary profanity.
He mocked Hillary who reportedly said, “I don’t like Donald; he’s lewd.”
“I’m lewd?!” Trump exclaimed incredulously. He wouldn’t even repeat the words for the audience, they were so.
This is what we can expect from Hillary Clinton, whose ambition is to be the First Woman President of the United States.
If she wins, she will be First. But she’s no Lady.