The Real Trailer Park Trash

The Real Trailer Park Trash
by Robert Yoho

In what was undoubtedly the most repulsive thing that I have ever seen from our country's Chief Executive, Bill Clinton recently posed for a disgusting and unduly provocative picture on the cover of Esquire. If you have not seen the picture, I nearly hesitate to describe it to you. Mere words do not adequately describe it. However, the picture itself is worth a thousand words in what it says about our president and the way he feels about our country.

In the picture, the smiling Clinton is sitting on a stool with his legs spread wide, one hand on each knee. His tie is hanging straight down outside his suit coat. The third leg of the stool is strategically located midway between each knee. The picture has been aptly described as "Monica's view."

One doesn't have to be a psychiatrist to realize that there is something truly wrong with the man. Despite turning a blind eye to Clinton's Oval Office shenanigans, feminists have been largely supportive of his administration and policies. However, the friendship shown to him by women's groups has not been returned in his treatment of Monica Lewinsky, Paula Jones, Juanita Broaddrick, Linda Tripp, and Kathleen Willey.

In the diseased and unstable mind of Bill Clinton, you have someone who actually despises women and sees them as little more than sexual playthings or as convenient props for his political posturings.

It is obvious that a lot of time, thought, and planning went into the cover shot. Now the president is trying to distance himself from the picture, by claiming that he did not know they would use it. Oh, come on now! Does an impeached, confirmed liar really expect us to believe that after eight years in the White House and those many years in Arkansas state politics that Bill Clinton is still some kind of political neophyte, suckered by a cagey and sophisticated Esquire photographer?

Don't let the president mislead you about these things while he knowingly winks at his close friends. There should be no debate about whether Bill Clinton was intimately involved in the posing of this picture. And when he took his place on that stool, Clinton was also completely cognizant of the message the photo would send to America.

With this one picture, Clinton has told Americans exactly what he thinks of them. He has told us what he thinks of the dignity and traditions of the United States Constitution and his once-lofty and storied elective office. The cover photo also gives us the perfect picture to illustrate the true Clinton legacy.

This photo is one of supreme arrogance, a midget trying to appear larger than life. Like a small-town Lothario, Clinton's is sure that every woman in America desperately wants to sample his masculine charms. That attitude is clearly revealed in the cover photo. My wife's response was simply: "The man is a pig!"

Something else is clearly obvious from the picture. The Esquire picture was the president's moment to gloat over impeachment. In the interview, Clinton even complains that the GOP never apologized to him. Before he leaves the White House, Clinton wants his political opponents to know that he knows he got away with everything he wanted to do. They may have impeached him, but they did not succeed at driving him from office. They also did not alter his behavior in office. The cover pose was just Clinton's way of rubbing their noses in it.

The cover of Esquire was not only a photo of the president; it was Clinton's idea of an obscene gesture to the entire country. The president's surrogates think nothing of calling his accusers "trailer park trash." But after posing for this picture, I would not be surprised if Clinton moons the crowd immediately following the inauguration speech of his successor.