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Did He Miss The Nineties?

Joe Gandelman thinks that the Hillary! campaign shot itself in the foot. But I find this comment kind of naive:

After this episode, it will be difficult for Ms. Clinton or her husband Bill Clinton to ever denounce “the politics of personal destruction” that occurred during Bill Clinton’s term as president, or any other instances in the future. How can the campaign condemn Karl Rovian tactics when it is practicing them?

Is this a joke? They're the Clintons. These aren't "Rovian" tactics. They were indulging in this kind of hypocrisy all throughout the nineties. They (with Carville and Blumenthal) invented the "politics of personal destruction," all the while rubbing the crocodile tears out of their eyes and decrying it. Why does he think that they will stop now, or even find it "difficult" to do?

[Update a few minutes later]

Gerard Vanderleun reminisces about the summers of love.

In the late night, stoned streets of Berkeley in 1971 whenever you heard that Light My Fire you knew somebody was getting laid.... maybe even three or four somebodies. Ensemble. I don't know about Bill, but by 1971 I was on my second copy of The Doors album.

Now, I am sure that you will never, ever have the ghost of a chance of getting either Hillary or Bill to, as we used to say, cop to any of this. But it happened that way, a long, long time ago, in a stoner's universe far, far away.

Believe me, the last thing Hillary Clinton wants is for anyone on her campaign or any other campaign to start looking into drug use. Especially for Candidates shacking up in Berkeley, just down from Telegraph Avenue, in the lovin' summer of 1971.

Posted by Rand Simberg at December 13, 2007 09:52 AM
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