A letter to the President:
Whether you love him or hate
him...read this "letter," ... it's too good to pass
by. Hate it as you may, but you can't argue with this letter to the
President. This needed to be said a long
time ago. Eric Jowers, a retired Army
Officer, who served as public affairs officer at Fort Rucker from 1989
to 1991, wrote this letter. He now lives
in Ozark, Alabama.
Dear Mr. President:
Itís not about sex. If it were, you would be gone.
Like a principal or teacher who had sex with a student
teacher half his age at his desk during school hours, you would be long
gone. Or, just like Army Sergeant Major Gene McKinney, while found not
guilty, was forced to resign amid accusations of sexual abuse.
Remember the Air Force general you refused to nominate
as chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff because he admitted an affair
15 years before while separated from his wife? Unlike you, he wasnít
accused of having a starry-eyed intern my daughterís age perform oral
sex on him while on the phone and with his wife and daughter upstairs.
If it were about sex, you should be subjected to the
same horrible hearings Clarence Thomas was because of Anita Hillís
accusations. He was accused of only talking dirty to her. He didnít
leave semen stains on her dress.
No, it isnít about sex. Itís about character,
lying, arrogance and abuse of power.
Itís about dodging the draft. When it came up in the
campaign, you concocted a story nobody believed, but we excused you and
Itís about smoking dope. ďI didnít inhale,Ē
you said. Sure, and when I was 15 my buddies and I swiped some beer from
an unwatched refrigerator. We drank it but didnít swallow. ďI broke
no laws of the United States,Ē you said. Right. I guess you smoked it
overseas where you were demonstrating against the USA. Nobody believed
you, but we excused it and looked away.
Itís about selling overnight stays in the White
House to any contributor with untraceable cash.
Itís about Whitewater, Jim and Susan McDougal,
Arkansas former-Gov. Jim Guy Tucker, Vince Foster, Gennifer Flowers,
Paula Jones, Kathleen Willey and countless others. Itís about removing
records from Fosterís office while his body was still warm and ďnot
noticing themĒ in your bedroom for two years.
Itís about illegal political contributions. Itís
about soliciting contributions and selling influence at Buddhist temples
and in the same White House where Lincoln and FDR led their country
through the dark days of wars that threatened our nation. But we excused
you and looked away.
Itís about hiding evidence from Ken Starr, refusing
to testify, filing legal motions, coaching witnesses, obstructing
justice and delaying Judge Starrís inquiry for months and years, then
complaining that it has gone on too long. Thank goodness, Starr didnít
excuse you or look away. He held on like a tenacious bulldog.
Your supporters say youíve confessed and asked
forgiveness. A confession in the face of overwhelming evidence isnít a
confession at all. And you certainly didnít apologize. Not that it
would matter. A confessed murderer is still a murderer. When your
ďconfessionĒ didnít sell, even to your friends, you became more
forthcoming, but youíve misled us too much already. Voters canít
believe what you say, and neither can your cabinet, Congress or world
When a leaderís actions defame and emasculate our
country as profoundly as yours have, it is no longer a personal matter
among you, your family and your God.
I donít believe Hillary was unaware of your sexual
misadventures, abuses of power and pattern of lying. I believe she has
been a party to your wrongdoings since long before Whitewater and
Gennifer Flowers. Why? So she could share in the raw power your office
carries. You two probably lied to Chelsea, but that is a matter among
you, your family and God.
Remember the sign on James Carville's desk in the 1992
campaign? It said, ďItís the economy, stupid!Ē Put this
sign over your desk: ďItís about character, stupid!Ē
No, itís not about sex. Itís about character.
But we must live with your lies and arrogance a while
longer. Your amorality and lack of character have been as pervasive as
they have been despicable, and we have no reason to believe youíll
resign and go away. Youíll count on half-truths, attack dogs and spin
doctors to see you through, the country be damned. You think weíll
excuse you and look the other way.
No more. Weíve had enough.
When every parent, grandparent, uncle, aunt, teacher,
minister, elected official and diplomat has to apologize for your
actions, youíve lost all moral authority and the right to lead.
Now go away and let us show everybody that our country
was not without morals; only you were. Let us show them America wasnít
the problem; William Jefferson Clinton was.
Go away, Mr. President. Leave us alone.
And when you leave, know that your legacy to the USA
will be a stain on the office of president that is as filthy as that on
Monicaís dress. It will take a lot of scrubbing to make it clean
again, and youíre not qualified for the job.