In Love With Monica Lewinsky

June 25, 2004
R. D. Kushner

I feel bad for Monica Lewinsky. I used to think that the spotlight had been tragically thrown upon her quiet little life by no fault of her own. I imagined that she had involuntarily succumbed to Bill Clinton’s charisma and his influential position in the world. I felt that she may even have been taken advantage of – a young impressionable girl caught like a lamb in a lustful world of politics and power. But today I changed my mind.

In response to the release of President Clinton’s memoirs, Miss Lewinsky offered the public a unique insight into her particularly Monica-centric world. To begin with, it is a testament to her continued irrational infatuation with this married man that she has thoroughly perused the entire 900 page book just days after its release, in order to find the pertinent sections which she hoped would extol her virtues as a bureaucratic courtier.

Having been unsatisfied with his version of events past [and although she already had her opportunity to tell her side of the story in her own book published almost five years ago] she decidedly took the spotlight away from President Clinton to shine it voluntarily into the deep recesses of her “tragic” life. The tragedy is how she has continued to perpetuate her aura of limited liability while also indulging in the effervescence of her new stardom. This is best illuminated by admiring the lengths to which she has gone to willingly and desperately seek attention even at the cost of her own already tattered reputation. It also suggests a pattern of self-indulgence that is on par with that of her now generally unabashed partner in salacious pleasures, Clinton himself; and it reveals a level of maniacal self-involvement that is completely out of touch with reality.

Monica wants to have been loved by former President Clinton; she can’t imagine that their tryst together was simply a mechanical sexual act for immediate and temporary gratification. She feels betrayed that, in spite of whatever he may have told her in the passion of the moment [have you heard the song “Paradise by the Dashboard Light,” by Meatloaf?], he was never really in love with her. And in order to make herself feel better about her decision to save a semen-stained dress for posterity’s sake, she jumps into the limelight today to publicly indulge a juvenile fantasy about the President being in love with her – thus becoming a victim of her own wishful thinking. Bill Clinton has made abundantly clear that he was not in love with Miss Lewinsky at the time of their affair; and rather than accept this she continues to portray herself as a bereft victim of amorous deceit – and in doing so, she reveals the person who is truly in love with Monica Lewinsky: Monica Lewinsky.

 

 
 
 


 
   
   
   
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