[Cicero]

Me miserable! which way shall I flie
Infinite wrauth, and infinite despaire?
Which way I flie is Hell; my self am Hell;
And in the lowest deep a lower deep
Still threatning to devour me opens wide,
To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heav'n.

(Satan speaks, Paradise Lost, 4.73-78)

[Ragtime Cowgirl]

Paradise Lost...appropriate. Philosophers, scholars, Saints and prophets have been writing about Clinton since the beginning of time. Then there's:

"I, however, regard Clinton as a psychopath, and do not believe that the worst about him even began to be suspected until recently—with the disclosures of Juanita Broaddrick, and the confirmation (through congressional testimony by the perjurer’s apprentices) of presidential slanders against Monica Lewinsky. With the impeachment battle played out, one is left to contemplate the lies he told, not just in public—and to the public—but in relative private, and also the motives he had for telling them, and finally (and crucially) his cold-blooded ways of doing so. " Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire, Christopher Hitchens