I’m seeing lots of marriages marked by some pretty embarrassing divorces, behaviors the genteel would call “scandalous” and a bushel basket of unvarnished chutzpah.

“The genteel would call ‘scandalous,’” you say? But aren’t you among them? Depression followed shock at this revelation, as I say above. Fie!

In a lesser matter, confession is best a private matter, Charlie. You are right about that.  But what’s this giving the Battling Clintons a pass? Momentarily putting yourself beyond the pale of the genteel is one thing, but naivete? Inexcusable in a hardboiled newsman.

“We don’t really know, do we?” you say about their marriage being for show. Right.

We do really know, however, that Bill got his forgiveness, or at least “counselling,” from a certain Rev. Jackson as stuff was hitting the fan, as has many another Democrat.

My apologies, Charlie. Can’t do this thing justice. Am running off to confession. In the unlikely event that I announce my sins, you will be the first to hear.

Sincerely,

Jim