Camille Paglia on legitimate rape (…it’s French)

So Bill Clinton is just like Bill Cosby, is he?

Camille Paglia, the political and cultural critic, has been a brave and brilliant provocateur on Salon for almost 20 years now.

Of course the former president is. Because Camille Paglia, though not a brilliant writer, or person, wants to poke your eye with a stick.

Right from the start, when the Bill Cosby scandal surfaced, I knew it was not going to bode well for Hillary’s campaign, because young women today have a much lower threshold for tolerance of these matters.

…Monica Lewinsky–I mean, the failure on the part of Gloria Steinem and company to protect her was an absolute disgrace in feminist history! What bigger power differential could there be than between the president of the United States and this poor innocent girl?

Concerning sex acts between consenting non-comatose adults, the thing that distinguishes ‘assault’ from ‘adultery’ would be the power differential between the parties. Are you but an office secretary? And is he a millionaire? Or a corporate CEO? Is he the nation’s Commander-in-Chief? Then undoubtedly a crime has been committed and you need to go to the hospital immediately. No it doesn’t matter who started it or why, you’re a victim of extramarital intercourse…

It’s a very sophisticated style among the French, and generally in Europe, where the heads of state tend to have mistresses on the side. So what? That doesn’t bother me at all! But the point is, they are sophisticated affairs that the European politicians have, while the Clinton episode was a disgrace…

It was frat house stuff! And Monica got nothing out of it.

…unless you, poor innocent girl, happened to get a little something out of it. No I don’t mean bawdy pleasure or tawdry romance, or any of that other cheap psychological crap. I mean something tangible. Something real, and sophisticated. You know what I’m talking about – a little taste of the ka-ching Material Girl stuff…

Hillary was away or inattentive, and he used Monica in the White House–and in the suite of the Oval Office, of all places. He couldn’t have taken her on some fancy trip? She never got the perks of being a mistress; she was there solely to service him.

…like an all-expenses paid jaunt to Monte Carlo. Or some diamond earrings. Would it kill you to leave a little cash on the nightstand, Grampa? What exactly does an innocent girl have to do to earn a little respect around here? From Camille Paglia, to begin with?