Remember back in the nineties when Bill Clinton was Cool.
Why even as recently as 2012 they were saying that he was the coolest President of all time.
He could play the Saxophone.
He was even called our first black President. Sorry Barack
Feminist simply adored Bill.
“I would be happy to give [Bill Clinton] a blowjob just to thank him for keeping abortion legal. I think American women should be lining up with their presidential kneepads on to show their gratitude for keeping the theocracy off our backs” Nina Burleigh
Of course all of the women who accused Bill of harassment, assault, and rape were derided as “trailer trash” and “bimbos by James Carville and none other then Hillary herself.
So from that time on powerful liberal, democrat “pro-choice” men felt a sense of entitlement. ‘Hey you sweet thing, I’m pro choice and I’m backing Hillary. Don’t worry if you forgot your kneepads, I keep a pair handy’.
Then Donald Trump won the Republican nomination for President. and a very odd thing happened. All of a sudden Trumps alleged treatment of women became a campaign issue.
Remember when Trump was engaging in what he though was a private conversation and spoke of “grabbing pussy”. Oh the humanity!!!
Then came the Pussy Hats as a protest to Trump. Then just as quickly they disappeared .
It was during this time that the #metoo movement began to spread like wildfire as women everywhere started coming forward with freighting tales of sexual harassment and intimidation. Starting with Harvey Weinstein it included Matt Lauer, Charlie Rose, and Many more. Most but not all liberal democrats
Apparently millennial women didn’t get Ms. Nina Burleigh’s memo.
Which brings us back to William Jefferson Clinton.
Karma finally has caught up with Bill Clinton. It wasn’t supposed to turn out this way, in his mind, and it’s all Donald Trump’s fault (as is everything wrong with the world, if you are a national Democrat). Had Hillary brought him back to the White House as the historic “first gentleman,” none of the humiliation that he now is enduring would be his lot. Harvey Weinstein would still be raising megabucks for Democrats; Charlie Rose would still be interviewing bien pensant politicians, actors, and writers; and the thriller novel purportedly “co-written” by James Patterson and Bill Clinton would be receiving nothing but adoring reviews and softball questions on the publicity tour.
How times have changed.