Danney Williams,
31, finally wants to prove who his big daddy is. Mr. Williams's
lifelong quest for his famous father's acknowledgment has leapt right
out of the supermarket tabloids—and Joe Klein's novel Primary
Colors. With the emergence of yet another Clinton
scandal one week before Election Day—this one Bill's now adult love
child—the former president should hide all throwable objects from
Hillary's legendary rages. Beyond seeing stars (with the tactile,
painful memory of a broken White House lamp), the only primary colors
Bill anticipates are the bruising kind: black
and blue ones from the missus.
Recall, Primary
Colors is the tale of a Clinton style southern governor (“Jack
Stanton”) who successful run to the presidency is almost derailed
by a sexual scandal—specifically an illegitimate multiracial
offspring. In real-life are those two characters Bill
Clinton and (the remarkably resembling) Danny
Williams?
Yet, unfolding
events are far more fascinating than Mr. Klein's fiction. Known to
Mr. Williams is his mother, Bobbie Ann Williams, an Arkansas
prostitute. Tuesday, at a news conference at the National Press Club
in Washington DC, Mr. Williams publicly requested some of the
presidential goo (yuck!) from Monica
Lewinsky via her infamous '90s blue dress. (Providing
said genetic material would preclude a long and expensive paternity
suit.)
So, once again,
Bill and Hill have his
and hers scandals to dodge. His is the embarrassment
of two unearthed sexual indiscretions strangely merging: the Lewinsky
affair (which led to Bill's impeachment) and Mr. Williams's bloodline
(more ballast to crooked Hillary's fading presidential prospects).
Hers is the reinvigorated Comey
FBI probe involving top aide Huma Abedin's 650,000
emails (coupled with her estranged hubby Anthony
Weiner's
Zipper-gate). It's a wonder any of them have the gall
to show their faces in public (let alone seek high elective office).
After Donald
Trump's victory on November 8th, the
Clintons could appropriately do the lurid talk show circuit. On Jerry
Springer Hillary and Monica could wrestle and pull each other's
hair. Then for good measure the Clintons could be featured on Maury
('You are the father'). Lastly, Danney Williams could make a Barbara
Streisand “Papa Can You Hear Me?” heartfelt plea for acceptance
into the Clinton clan while Dr. Phil arranges an army of therapists
to untangle the family dysfunction.
This endless
Clinton soap opera is indeed an epic farce. The tragedy for the
American people is that one of them is currently a hair's breadth
from the Oval Office. For all their lies
and corruption both richly deserve the big
house. From behind bars fate would bring everything
full circle: the Clintons would get their comeuppance—and
authorities could finally collect Bill Clinton's sought after DNA for
his long denied 'Danney boy.'
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