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Part 4: Push for a quid pro quo. When the job hunt was on, Tripp made Lewinsky promise not to sign a Paula Jones affidavit denying sex until her new position was locked up--"because if you sign the affidavit before you get the job, they're never going to give you the job." Had Lewinsky taken her advice, it would have looked like an explicit deal--lies in exchange for employment--when in fact Lewinsky started asking Clinton for job help months before she knew she was a Jones-team target. But here's a neat plot twist: Lewinsky...
...Democrats can make the case that Tripp helped engineer the key obstruction-of-justice charge now leveled against the President--that the job hunt was a setup devised by her--it goes to the heart of the case against Clinton. Since the apparent obstruction was Starr's pretext for investigating the entire affair, the Clintonites say, the basis for the probe was fundamentally illegitimate. The new details, says presidential counselor Doug Sosnik, "only reinforce that this is a 10-month overhyped case highlighted by groundless charges of obstruction of justice." That has long been the White House line...
Having won two consecutive shutouts this week against Columbia and B.C., the Crimson has started to gel on both sides of the ball and build momentum in its hunt for a fourth straight Ivy title...
Once you've said, "Males are biologically driven to go out and hunt giraffes," there's really no going back. But Gingrich is a known commodity. Here in Massachusetts, we also have a Speaker in need of some quiet time...
...feel like a character in a novel," Bill Clinton told an aide on the day the Lewinsky scandal broke. With equal parts self-pity and deceit, the President cast himself as the protagonist in Darkness at Noon, Arthur Koestler's 1941 classic about the victim of a totalitarian witch-hunt. Eight months later, in the pages of Kenneth Starr's report to Congress, Clinton finds himself the villain in a much trashier tale, a fetid blend of libido and legalese that reads like Jackie Collins by way of the Congressional Quarterly...