Advice
to Politicians
(Stick to skinny shiksas)
by
Burton S. Blumert
In
a fascinating piece of analytical gossip, New York Post Page
Six reporter Rod Dreher points out the "eerie similarities"
between the Monica Lewinsky and Chandra Levy scandals.
Aside
from the sexual intrigue with powerful Democratic politicians, Dreher’s
July 5th column catalogued other amazing parallels:
- Both
women were bosomy Jewish-American Princesses from California.
- Both
have physician fathers whose specialty is oncology.
- Both
were "interns" rubbing elbows with the rich and powerful.
- Even
the D.C. lawyers we now see crawling out from under their rocks
are the same ones we observed in l’Affair Lewinsky.
Sherman
H. Skolnick, longtime controversial, investigative muckraker, in
his July 8 Skolnick’s Reports, goes even further, adding
a sinister twist to the mystery.
Skolnick
is convinced that Monica was "a creature of renegade units
of Israeli intelligence, the Mossad." He goes on to suggest
that Chandra Ann Levy may have been similarly involved, that is,
that she was also "a creature of renegade units of the Mossad,
but not authorized as such by the state of Israel government."
He
continues: "Like Monica, the reputed purpose of Chandra was
to infiltrate. To use her womanly wiles to find out things."
One
of Monica’s missions, according to Skolnick, after she was tossed
out of the White House by Hillary and mysteriously assigned to a
high position at the Pentagon, was to mingle with important US military
leaders and report back to a faction at Mossad headquarters their
degree of loyalty to Clinton, a vital matter during and following
the impeachment crisis.
Chandra,
according to Skolnick, was in a perfect position to glean information
from Congressman Condit regarding super-secret data on Tim McVeigh.
Skolnick tells us that Condit, as a senior member of the House Permanent
Select Committee on Intelligence, was privy to all the actual, complete
details of the Oklahoma City bombing.
If
one buys the Skolnick thesis, Chandra Levy may not have been a suicide
or murder victim, but was spirited away to Israel.
In
spite of some good judicial investigation he performed years ago
in Illinois, Skolnick is regarded by many as "on the fringe."
Frankly, I find his views of Mossad involvement with the interns
a bit wacky. But the mere notion of Chandra as an Israeli agent
is so enticing that I would give $100 of Lew Rockwell’s money to
have been there at her debriefing.
It
probably went something like this:
Mossad
Agent: Before we start, please tell me what kind of a name is
Chandra? Nice Jewish American girls have names like Tracy, Kimberly,
or Tiffany. What’s with Chandra?
Chandra:
For a time my father had a practice near Watts, but I don’t
hear you complaining about the name Monica.
Mossad
Agent: Never mind. You did nice work with the Congressman, but
you seemed indifferent, and aside from your accounts of the sex,
your reports were boring us to tears.
Chandra:
Well, who wouldn’t be bored? I was in Modesto while Miss Chubby
is the queen of society in Manhattan. She goes to Le Cirque for
dinner and I get Bob’s Big Boy in Stockton for a burger.
Mossad
Agent: Would you please forget about Monica.
Chandra:
Sure, the slut gets to hear the "Three Tenors": Pavarotti,
Carreras, and Domingo in concert at Carnegie Hall, and I get to
listen to the best recordings of Johnny Cash, Merle Haggard, and
Ferlin Husky at the American Legion Hall in downtown Modesto.
Mossad
Agent: I’m getting fed up with this Monica business. Would you
please..
Chandra:
While the fat bitch was a judge at an elegant Women’s Wear Daily
fashion show at the Plaza Hotel in New York City, I was on my knees
measuring the performance of Stanislaus County’s best jumping frogs.
Chandra
(now out of control): The slut jets in Air Force One to a Nato
conference in Brussels, and I’m one of the Queen’s Maids sitting
on the backseat of a 1976 Chevy convertible at the San Joaquin Valley
Walnut Festival in 100-degree temperatures.
Mossad
Agent: Enough already. Let’s get on to your next assignment.
You will be serving coffee in the downtown Cairo Starbucks. It will
be arranged to have Yasir Arafat as one of your customers. As you
are pouring his double decaf latte, you will lean forward so he
can see down your blouse.
Our
intelligence advises that he will seize the moment and you’ll be
whisked to the bridal suite at the Cairo Hilton in no time at all.
Chandra:
Sure, and I suppose Miss Bloated America gets assigned to Hollywood
to seduce Russell Crowe.
July
10, 2001
Burt
Blumert [send him mail]
is owner of Camino Coins, president of the Center
for Libertarian Studies, and publisher of LewRockwell.com.
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