Comes now word from LA-based correspondent APS, who tells me:

I picked up some hand tailored shirts at Goodwill the other day. They bear the initials WJC on the cuffs, are tailored exactly for the height of 6 2 1/2" and are from a Montana Ave tailor that several politicians are known to favor. It sounds crazy, but I'd put it
at about 50-50 that these are Bill's shirts.

P.S. No discernable stains

Heh.

I have awfully mixed feelings about Clinton. He was a pretty good president and a genuinely bright man who was the victim of an unprecedented witchhunt on the right. No matter how pedesterian his extracurrics in the White House look now, through the lens of lies about national security and eleven thousand casualties and, most worryingly, the use of state power to smear and destroy critics, it's hard for me to avoid the conclusion that he gave the enemy at least some of the rope from which he was almost hung.

Not entirely his fault, considering the insane witchhunt of Grand Inquisitor Starr. But he handled it poorly. And the image fits too snugly into the broad "godless Democrat" theme that is spanking us to pieces in the South.

Before he left, the GOP attack machine (and the lapdog "liberal media") turned Clinton (and therefore the Dems, and therefore the left) into a two-faced lawerly lecher. They turned bright Vietnam Vet Al Gore into a untrustworthy serial exaggerator. And they turned bright, serious, genuinely heroic John Kerry into a which-way-does-the-wind-blow pansy.

Unless we get as gangsta as they are, it doesn't matter who we nominate. Get it?