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Whitewater ripples

In view of current developments, it may be worth repeating something TPR reported some time ago. In the early days of the Clinton administration, your editor was at a dinner party in Washington. Among those present was a high-ranked lawyer in the White House and one other reporter. The question of marijuana came up. The lawyer explained that WH staffers were asking her how to handle FBI inquiries if friends and neighbors reported their pot use. The lawyer said she told the staffers that if they couldn't look the FBI agent straight in the eye and say that the reports were wrong, they didn't belong in the administration.

You haven't heard the last of Gary Aldrich. The White House-assigned FBI agent who (in the manner of his ilk) included some unverified material in his new book and took a lot of grief for it, is ready to go before a congressional committee and tell what he knows. One of his more interesting -- if quite tangential -- claims is that the White House staff in 1993 trimmed its Christmas tree with pornographic ornaments including a decoration described as "12 lords-a-leaping with large erections" and a gingerbread man with a penis ring. As they might put it at the White House, photographs were taken.

Much more significant, however, are Aldrich's comments on Vince Foster's computer. In talking to a White House expert, Aldrich learned that neither Fiske nor the FBI had seized it as evidence. Months later, the computer expert was told to track it down. What he found was that after Foster's death the computer was removed so someone else could use it. But when the computer was turned on, it wouldn't boot. A computer repair shop was called and they took the machine apart and found that the hard drive was so badly damaged it couldn't be fixed. The hard disk was thrown away.

The computer expert explained to Aldrich, "Gary, there's only one way I know of to destroy a hard drive. You turn on the computer and order it to perform a function of some kind, and while the hard drive is working to finish the function, you pick up the case and you drop it sharply on the floor or on some other hard surface."

There are still a lot of other loose ends concerning deaths of those around Clinton. There is, of course, the Vince Foster case, but beyond that there is a curious and crucial inconsistency concerning the reported weather during the crash of Ron Brown's plane, the disappearance of both the control tower tape and its backup, and the apparent failure of the tower to warn the plane's pilot that he was off course. In the case of Admiral Boorda, we not only have not seen the suicide note said to have been addressed to all the sailors in the fleet but only have the Navy's word as to the cause and manner of Boorda's death. Under the circumstances, a second opinion would be comforting. Then there's the unsolved the mob hit on a Clinton security aide in Arkansas who was busy compiling a file on the governor's indiscretions. And so forth.

Just politics.