Material Girl and The Candidate: Fiction based on True Bill Clinton Episode w/ Single Women

Material Girl and The Candidate: Fiction based on True Bill Clinton Episode w/ Single Women

Prologue:

[Twenty-two years ago, on January 20, 1993; William Jefferson Clinton took the oath as 42nd President of the United States--first of his vaunted “baby-boomer” generation. This fictional account of a true story revolves around a charismatic candidate, unknown to a sexy single girl returning to Dallas on the final leg of her journey; occurring in November 1991, fifteen months before the inaugural]

More than any other airline, or business for that matter, Southwest Airlines® lives the bromide: “it’s all about relationships,” by ensuring both passengers and employees have fun during a flight. With no assigned seating, cheap drinks and plane tickets; they value the atmosphere created by happy employees, and the goodwill created in customers by always being on-time and treating them with respect. Focusing on people creates a competitive advantage in a difficult industry. So, this flight provided the perfect place for Tina and Bill to meet; both of them experts at building relationships: selling, communicating, networking, and having fun ran in their blood!

Tina Dobbs was a tall Longview girl; a little country, not from Tyler—in her 30s but casually beautiful. Wearing comfortable Madonna-leggings and an oversized sweater on the flight, Clinton loved the view from the aisle as she stretched upward to shove a carry-on bag into the overhead bin.

“I think I can see through those tights, Carville,” he whispered to his bald friend. “Doesn’t she just want you to reach through the opening of that sweater,” Carville replied, “two scoops of sweet cream, Billy.” Carville’s cackle caused people think he was drunk; but he was just from Louisiana.

Tina was a cross between a young Diane Keaton of the Annie Hall era and an athletic Cameron Diaz from There’s something about Mary. A stunning beauty with long, sinewy legs, but ample bosom; the two young politicos admired her tantalizingly sheer black bra. Her retro, horn-rimmed glasses and stylishly cut, feathery blonde-hair gave a studious air to a fiery sex appeal. Carville thought she could pass for a LSU co-ed, but his saavy client knew better; hoping she was as experienced in bed as he was.

The 46-year old Clinton maneuvered gracefully so he sat across from Tina near the bulkhead in the open area on a Southwest® jet considered neither cattle-car nor pick-up bar. So adept at conversing; the forced “facetime” of a flight, buckled into opposite chairs gave him the tactical advantage. It didn’t take long before the sizzle between them passed across the small space like electric current, their animated dialogue covering multiple topics.

After partnering with his political wife Hilary Rodham 11 years in a backwater state; during the previous month, the obscure if colorful outsider announced as a presidential candidate on the capitol steps. Nonetheless, here was Bill the cad, always playing the fulcrum between risk and reward; flirting with an eligible woman not his wife. Hurtling toward Texas like fledgling lovers, their personalities ran a mile wide and an inch deep: some priorities intersected, but not in a serious way.

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“I love that song,” said Clinton, referring to Madonna’s pop hit Material Girl coming from nearby Walkman® earphones, “I’m not going to get that out of my mind,” she demurred. It didn't take long for her to warm up to Clinton’s charm, but in a peculiar way she was playing with him like the material girl in the song. He pursued her subtly; serious about politics but relating to Tina intimately in a small space, intensely looking into her pale eyes as he meandered through his story.

“I’m not liberal or conservative: I’m both--it's different,” feebly explaining his politics, his upbringing, his passion; she was captivated by his eyes, close cropped hair, slightly graying, and the southern twang that made her comfortable: he sounded like he was from East Texas. Their opposite seating seemed like both a bridge and a wall; Tina felt both connected and protected.

Offering no real political insight to the conversation, she agreed amicably with the young candidate that the economy was tanking, and President Bush’s popularity was sliding, even in Texas. Entrepreneurial art dealers in Dallas rarely feel economic effects either way; because their clients come from wealth and sophistication--the exact demographic Clinton was coming to Dallas to tap. Since that dark November in '63, Dallas filled the chasm in its soul with the flickering light borne of a beacon; reflected off shiny buildings, cars, and people. That beacon guided this flight home.

Her politics mattered much less than her ability to sell rich people expensive pieces of art. Clinton relentlessly talked about himself like anyone running for office, but Tina pictured him more likely the president of his fraternity a few years ago; away now in Texas, trying to close a big real estate deal.

Even though he launched the campaign earlier in 1991, she previously knew nothing about his background whatsoever--except that he was cute. Hardly effusive, this divorced mother of two talked little about her personal life on planes; mostly they discussed popular culture and how the country needed to change course:

“My hero was John Kennedy. I want to finish what he started when he asked every American to take personal responsibility for the future of our country.” 

God, she thought; this inexperienced politician seemed a little mischievous to want to save America from the Republicans. He desired immense power, that she could tell; and yet he wanted to help—by force of his charm and the twinkle in his eye he slowly convinced her of his candidacy. She was unconsciously falling under the Clinton spell.

He confided in his wispy/raspy voice, “we’re hosting some liberal Jewish attorneys over at Fred Baron’s house, and then it’ll probably end up over at the Stoneleigh P.” This neighborhood contained art galleries and bars; she knew it well. "Say, do you know Truman Arnold? He's from East Texas;" Clinton pried, always networking or fundraising. The material girl scratched and clawed but never cracked the upper echelon of rich Democrats like the Barons or the Bransons; and in the age before smartphones or Google® how could she know that these two men ironically, also were married to overbearing, bitchy, attorneys?

“My gallery is up the street on Cedar Springs,” Tina confided, “I’ll be working late tonight for sure.”

Not uncoupling from the invisible line of electricity connecting them, and hoping they might run into each other again; she eagerly pondered the alpha-Male in her mind, fascinated, curious, and attracted to him even in the short time they had been together. President Clinton the micro-manager, obsessed over details of economic policy or healthcare; was able to discuss eloquently yet technically almost any subject in politics. As a regular observant guy on this flight, however; he noticed Tina’s Razorback-red toenails, the little dimples in her back that peeked out just above the hips, and her bleach blonde hair; a bit more natural than Gennifer Flowers.

Southwest Airlines® flights provided a casual workplace for the young powerbrokers of Texas; a small boardroom where they could loosen their ties and socialize while airborne. Its nutty, comedic advertising promoted the image of “love,” engendered the stock ticker symbol of LUV, and its home base was Love Field. “I’ve got so many of these tickets, let me get you a drink?” Clinton ordered a beer and Tina a very expensive brand of Vodka, again the contrast of Bubba and the fancy girl from Big D. The optimist politician was sure she’d meet them later if he pitched this right.

As they drank more, Clinton got sanguine and Carville got loud; men focused like assassins on the issues of the upcoming election in 1992. Tina’s initial assessment fell far short of the election results just one year later; in fact, as impressed as she was that afternoon, she didn’t think of him again until after the Democratic nomination. He appeared on the Arsenio Hall late-night TV show, playing that damned saxophone on her TV screen! By then, the Clinton contagion was going viral, and Tina couldn't believe her eyes. She had brushed so close to a high-voltage power line, smoldering and exciting; even without regret, the memory burned deeply into her psyche as much as any historical fact of her life.

The dating Gods protected her from the maelstrom and sexual mayhem of the Clinton presidency. Like a ghost of a gathering storm; in reality the relationship never had a chance. When they met, his candidacy and future wealth wasn’t apparent; and frankly the material girl was mainly impressed by free-flowing cash men of Dallas. Maybe she was ahead of her time, because looking back on Bill's exploits today, he seems creepy. Despite the physical spark, he just didn’t show enough immediate financial attractiveness at the time, even with the allure of a wildly charming nature. But Tina’s dalliance sure made a good story for the rest of the Nineties.##

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 "Some boys try, and some boys lie but

That's alright with me;

If they can't raise my int-rest, then-I

Have to let them be-ee.” (Madonna) ©Warner Bros. 1985

Fiction©Mark H. Pillsbury (2015)

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Justice: why don't we talk about justice in church?

Why don’t we talk about justice in church?

Gary A. Haugen, Attorney, and president/founder of International Justice Mission, suggests (3) three reasons why the church is reluctant to preach justice:

  

1.   Pastors are reluctant to preach justice because it’s perceived to bring politics into the pulpit. Partisan politics has no place in the pulpit.

The central focus of preaching should be the gospel not the voting booth. There are many churches that get involved with electoral politics, pursuing candidates from their neighborhood to make changes in oppressive, unjust political systems. However, the purpose of a sermon is to exposit the biblical truth of Jesus and his resurrection, not that Justice and Jesus are exclusive of each other. It takes a pastor who can weave into biblical exegesis Jesus’ desire that humans would be free from the guilt, sadness, anger, confusion, and harm resulting from their sin; instead turning from things like injustice and following him to the cross. 

Jesus had to take for form of a sacrificial lamb in order for true justice to be wrought on humanity through him. Jesus embodies justice and mercy together; his blood paid the ransom for our sin, and makes peace with everyone possible, including God. This amazing mercy was the antithesis to justice although it does not lessen the severity of the justice required to conquer sin. Pastors who talk about social justice in the present day sometimes miss this point about biblical justice in the person of Jesus Christ. The trouble with bringing politics into a sermon is that Christians of both political parties are trying to do the right thing. Maybe the first thing we should do with any candidate is ask them to define their vision of “justice,” and to see that they act wisely in practical matters.

2.   Justice is not always connected to the felt needs of those in the pew. For largely middle-class congregations of North America, injustice is a subject read about in the news, not lived daily.

Big churches like one I can think of in Houston, deal with self-improvement from the pulpit as much as they do anything like “justice.” The pastor I’m thinking of acts as encourager-in-chief not the head of missions. Focusing on the outside world takes commitment, organization, passionate volunteers, and a network of global organizations. Thinking about justice, and acting upon it even in the smallest neighborhood way is more gritty and granular than discussing self-worth, and positive mental attitude. Supporting just causes requires a level of interaction that some churches abhor. They would rather do things within their own congregation than actually have to fellowship with Christians or non-Christians that don’t believe how they do. It gets messy!

Comfortable, middle-class Americans don’t spend much time thinking about justice until it affects them! The idolatry of “comfort” is pervasive in the modern church, so this disconnect is not surprising. For the conversation to turn to justice, our hearts must change. Christians must be so struck with the injustice in their own hearts and what Jesus did to change them that they want to help those who are the victims of injustice, or to right those maladies in the world that are unjust. Progress will come from the inside out, beginning with an awareness of severe problems in the world on more than a conceptual level.

"Here is one choice that our Father wants us to understand as Christians – and I believe it is the choice of our age:  Do we want to be brave or safe? Gently, lovingly – our heavenly Father wants us to know that we simply can’t be both."  — Gary A. Haugen

  

3.   Talking about justice opens the door to despair in our world. The overwhelming quantity and depth of world problems leaves us feeling fatigue and/or paralyzed.

I tend to bounce off that perspective, not because it is incorrect but the larger view is that there is injustice because of the nature of the fall (Genesis). Even though I think Mr. Haugen is accurate, I would argue from a larger idea that injustice is rooted at the foundation of brokenness between each human and God. It is spiritual poverty that causes the relationships in our lives not to work. This is something the North American church is not comfortable admitting! One of the biggest problems in the promotion of justice is that the people who don’t think about justice are actually working through a God-complex. These poor souls are perfectly fine with the concept of justice as long as they are not mistreated themselves; and further that any contribution to injustice begins with looking outside their own hearts for the culprit.

Many Christians tend to think that justice is a problem for someone else, that alleviating injustice (or poverty for that matter) is not an exclusive task of the church. That begs the question, however; who will take up the cause? The government?

If God’s two greatest commandments are to love God with all our hearts, souls, and minds; in other words, our whole being. And secondly, we are to love our neighbor as ourselves (see, Matthew 23 for this restatement of Old Testament commandments). Surely the great commission flows out of this kind of revolutionary love: demonstrated through acts of kindness, compassion, and justice. The mission of God to love his people through us certainly requires that we seek justice in all facets of our life.

The spread of the kingdom of God is to be carried out on earth by His Church, as they have been commanded in the Bible. Through the power of the Holy Spirit within us, having sincere hearts dedicated to justice; Jesus’ followers are to take up the task. Even though it takes work, we are not to sit by idly and give up. The people of God are to reclaim and redeem the world for Christ. “As the Father has sent me, even so I am sending you.” (Jesus’ command in John 20:21)

©Mark H. Pillsbury

Gingrich Is Inspiring—and Disturbing - WSJ.com

Gingrich Is Inspiring—and Disturbing - WSJ.com:

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Penetrating, sobering, incisive, thoughtful, fascinating, creative, leading-edge, stimulating, charming, and talented political prose about the rise of GOP candidate Newt Gingrich by Wall Street Journal columnist Peggy Noonan.

She continually writes opinions that make me think long and hard about a topic. Thank you Peggy!

Rousseau and Obama

“Barack Obama presented himself early in the 2008 campaign as the man-of-the-earth candidate; the politician able and eager to speak to — and listen to — all sides.” –Bill Bishop in “The Big Sort,” (Houghton Mifflin Co. 2011). The American electorate had not fallen for a candidate as they did for Barack Obama, in a long time.

Benjamin Storey, assistant professor of political science at Furman University, wrote recently about the psychic phenomena of “admiration,” the capacity to be awed and moved by human beings we find impressive. Prof. Storey believes admiration is central to political life. Journal of Politics Vol. 73, No. 3 July 2011 Pp. 735-747. [This is an “academic” article but useful].

However, to Rousseau there was no such thing as a rational admiration:  “Society always romanticizes something, and idolaters of wealth, enlightenment, or power are no more immune to this passion than are the fanatical followers of prophets.”

Howard Univ. professor Brian Gilmore discussed Barack Obama as the new “American Rousseau” at Thurgood Marshall School of Law in 2009 in the first year of his presidency. Prof. Gilmore’s presentation was called American Rousseau: Barack Obama and the Social Contract. I attended this speech.

The Social Contract, is complex, yet systematic; outlining how a government exists in such a way that it protects the equality and character of its citizens, keeping in mind the balance between the supreme authority of the state and the rights of individual citizens. It is a social compact that protects society against factions and gross differences in wealth and privilege among its members. I will not try to delve deeply into that document, but Gilmore discussed it in the context of the Barack Obama movement of 2008.

With the election about a year away, these professors caused me to think about questions involving the President in light of the life and philosophy of Jean-Jacques Rousseau (1712-1778):

Q: Is Barack Obama the idol of a generation, a new American Rousseau?

Q:  Did the 2008 presidential election illustrate political “messianism” in the electorate?

[at this point, Rousseau would have us ask the question: In our social and political lives, it is not whether we have heroes, but what kind of heroes we have?]

Q:  What kind of hero is Barack Obama?

From reading about Rousseau, I think Barack Obama’s presidency was born out of a romantic nationalism in which the special appeal of charismatic leadership dominated over rational analysis. This can be called admiration over observation.

Republican democracy requires that people pay attention and participate in public affairs. The intention of this post about Barack Obama is to allege that the electorate was blinded by the celebrity and charisma of his candidacy, not willing to thoroughly analyze his prior experience and record. 

My thought is that “admiration” for Barack Obama as the first legitimate presidential candidate-of-color contributed greatly to campaign success. Additionally, the mantra of hope and change became almost messianic for those swept up in this movement.

Rousseau understood the power of admiration for good or for evil, in fact he paints the tension between the “natural and the civil state” as great, but also sad:

“Fanaticism, although sanguinary and cruel, is nevertheless a grand and strong passion which elevates the heart of man, makes him despise death, and gives him a prodigious energy that need only be better directed to produce the most sublime virtues.” Rousseau believed that power and strength are an essential quality of those who can arouse it in others.

As a romanticist, Rousseau’s influence was profound.

“In human terms [a Romantic] prefers the unique individual to the average person, the free creative genius to the prudent person of good sense, the particular community or nation to humanity at large. Mentally, the Romantics prefer feeling to thought, more specifically emotion to calculation; imagination to literal common sense, intuition to intellect.”(Quinton 1996). This definition reminds me of Barack Obama. 

In numerous areas (ex, Obamacare legislation, debt crisis), this president’s policies illustrate how a “romantic democracy” imbued with the ethos of power and strength, lacking transparency, can slowly evolve into a “totalitarian democracy” as the balance shifts toward the supreme authority of the state. The administration uses brute force, passive aggression, and even guilt to influence legislation, often imploring legislators to just “trust him,” and vote for a his version of a bill, despite timing or length of the legislation. I believe the president relies on the fact that because many “admire” him, few will oppose him.

Jean-Jacques Rousseau’s portrait hung above Karl Marx's writing desk, maybe because Rousseau said, “those not willing to free themselves from their attachments would be ‘forced to be free’.”

To answer some of the questions raised here, I would say that Barack Obama was given American Idol status without singing a note. The 2008 election was a short period of romantic democracy, even political messianism; Barack Obama was the kind of hero people were looking for: Democrat, desirable, dashing, different, diverse, detached, deft, dapper, defiant, dynamic, deep, and dedicated to hope and change. I am not sure if the love will last, however.

©Mark H. Pillsbury