If Paula Jones and President Clinton truly met in that hotel room, with no witnesses to verify what truly occurred, then it's his word against hers. In any case, whatever allegedly happened was never repeated, and her job was never at risk. At the same time, a climate exists in this country with regard to sexual harassment that has brought about a fervor reminiscent of the Salem witch trial: The woman can accuse, and the man is condemned until proven innocent. Lives and reputations have been destroyed--by the media--in the process. In the past, the woman's background could be investigated to see whether she had a pattern of sexual behavior that might have a bearing on the charges. This is no longer the case, so, in effect, President Clinton must defend himself with one hand legally tied behind his back, so to speak. Biederman says there are six witnesses "who, three years after the sexual harassment occurred, say that Jones told them her story--of President Clinton dropping his trousers and asking her to 'kiss it'--in detail, within minutes or days of the time it happened." How many minutes? How many days? Six? Six hundred? What are the names of the witnesses, or is this a Kafkaesque trial? Biederman neglects to mention that, at one time, Paula Jones was said to be able to identify "it." What happened to that story? Are "the Jones Boys" going to let that get by them? Biederman does not mention that, in order to get the most media coverage for their client--and their firm--"the Jones Boys" probably sucked up to every form of media exposure they could get and expounded on just about everything they thought they could get away with.
Biederman says "the Jones Boys" filed a plea claiming that the president "sexually assaulted, sexually harassed, and/or committed oral sex with a 21-year-old White House intern." Are those facts or allegations? More to the point, what bearing do they have on the Paula Jones case other than to use the media to commingle an irrelevancy to further hound and hurt the president?
Biederman said that, in depositions from both Paula Jones and her co-worker friend, Pamela Blackard, they insist that then-Governor Clinton was "leering" at Jones. Did Biederman read the deposition? Did it really say "leering"? Exactly how different is a "leer" from an ordinary facial expression? Did the president's eyes pop out? Hos nose twitch? Drooling or frothing from the mouth? Eyebrows leap upward? A visible "glint" in his eyes? Was Pamela Blackard there to witness this "leering," or was she taking Paula Jones' word?
Did "the Jones Boys" help Paula Jones change her version of her meeting with the president so as to enhance the sexual harassment argument in the second telling? If so, did Biederman ask "the Jones Boys" for clarification? An editorial in The Washington Post has "...Jones' lawyers scrounging for damaging tidbits--some supported, some not--with which to further damage Mr. Clinton's reputation." I believe it got to the point that the judge told "the Jones Boys" to stop their trial-by-media (my term) techniques. Now that the judge has dismissed the case, do you think "the Jones Boys" will cash in their chips? It's doubtful: The publicity they have freely gotten has been worth millions, and their cash boxes will soon runneth over! Hallelujah, sayeth the treasurer!
The media, probably with some gratuitous assistance from "the Jones Boys," have unmercifully scoured every nook and cranny of President Clinton's past in search of every woman he has ever met with as governor and president to see if there was anything sexual to be found. The public has been inundated with allegations by radio, newspapers, magazines, and TV. Even Jay Leno has, for all intents and purposes, found the president guilty and holds him up to ridicule every night. Now, that's harassment.
In my opinion, if you want an example of legalized sleaze--no, make that two examples--could they, conceivably, be found right here in Dallas: Bickel & Brewer and "the Jones Boys"? One wonders if any of them can spell the words "ethics" and "integrity," but then, the love of money can buy almost anything.
Dr. Sydney Kay
The unintended but hilariously poor timing of Ms. Biederman's article is exceeded only by her misplaced indignation as a champion of bimbo outrage.
I think ya'll hit the poor boy a little too hard ["God help him," April 2]. Come on, now--how can anyone not remember Vanilla Ice from the '80s? He wasn't the best thing since sliced bread, but his presence in Dallas sure does bring back memories of times long since gone.