KENNETH STARR, AGAIN…
Ah, then to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?
Reluctance , st. 4
Kenneth Starr, remember him? He’s in trouble again…Yep…the guy with the impeccable credentials and a seemingly voracious appetite for lurid sex and voyeurism – that Kenneth Starr! His handling of the attempted impeachment of former president Bill Clinton was appalling. His apparent fascination with the sordid details of an alleged affair was offensive, disgusting, and sad.
Twenty years later he’s back…in the news…for his failure to acknowledge and proactively pursue allegations of sexual abuse, rape, actually, perpetrated by Baylor University’s football team. The board of regents has demoted him from president to chancellor. He’s back teaching at the institution’s law school. Ah, interesting you say…and so it is…His rise and fall is a classic tale of what goes around, comes around. For some his current predicament could not have happened to a nicer guy.
Starr’s dogged pursuit of President Clinton’s philandering, at the behest of an over-zealous, sanctimonious Republican majority in the U.S. House of Representatives signaled a new low, at the time anyway. Somehow the putatively circumspect former prosecutor manages to stumble, outrageously, in matters of sexual misconduct, both alleged and verifiable. Alas, his judgment appears to align with the politics underlying the charges. So, in a throwback blast from the past…
YO’ Kenny, We Talkin’ To You
A few words for Kenneth Starr: (1) go home. Pack your bags and go back to wherever you came from. (2) develop a hobby; (3) take up roller blading; (4) tutor some non-white children residing outside of your neighborhood; (5) spend two or three hours, several times a week visiting elderly sick and shut-ins on fixed incomes; (6) take a real vacation; (7) join a health club and pay the extra fee for a personal trainer; (8) lighten up; (9) loosen up; (10) go to the movies.
Long story short, Kenny, get a life. Practice random acts of kindness and senseless acts of beauty. Visit a shelter; help feed the homeless, indigent and mentally ill. Donate your salary from the past four years to a community-based organization for an afterschool program. Join the local library board. Volunteer for the Salvation Army during the holiday season.
Long story short, Kenny, get real. Try living on $5.95 an hour, better yet, go to the emergency room at Washington Hospital Center and tell the admitting clerk you have no health insurance. Donate your wardrobe to a thrift shop.
Talk with an unwed teen-aged mother; chat with an unwed teen-aged father. Spend a week in a welfare office transitioning TANF-eligible (Temporary Aid to Needy Families) individuals and families out of public assistance into an uncertain future. Spend another week in an unemployment office as an employment counselor working with displaced workers, legal aliens and people with limited saleable skills. Visit a racially and culturally diverse school where test scores are lower than the average for the city, state and the nation. Establish a scholarship fund for African-American, Latino and Native American students who want to go to college. Try communicating with someone who doesn’t speak English. Do some pro bono work for the local Legal Aid office. Donate twenty-five percent of your lecture feels to the United Negro College Fund.
Seriously consider your footnote, er, uh place in history (just think, you’ll end up in U.S. History textbooks, but how will posterity judge you?). Consult your dictionary and memorize the definition of “honorable.” Find out what life is like for ordinary, every day people. I guarantee it will change your life, and far more positively than you have impacted ours. Your single-minded, arrogant, self-righteous pursuit of the truth as you perceive it has made a travesty of the notion of justice and fair play in our country. You have done enough damage to last a lifetime. Having made America the laughing stock of the world, it’s truly time for you to go.
But before you do, give serious thought to what you want to do with the rest of your life and take a course in creative fiction writing, free the muse in you.
Originally published in A Taste of Theresa: Musings From My Point of View, written by Theresa W. Bennett-Wilkes, Holly Tree Publications, LLP, ©1999, High Point, NC.