Nov. 12, 2021

MISTAKES--I'VE MADE MANY. I READILY-ADMIT THEM AND OFTEN SHARE THEM.

"The lady doth protest too much, methinks" is a figure of speech originally found as a quotation from the play called Hamlet,  by William Shakespeare.  It is used in everyday speech to indicate doubt in someone's sincerity.

I read today about 3 "starlets" (I'd never heard of them), accusing Steven Seagal of unprofessional behavior, of trying to repeatedly manhandle them and, of course....this was years ago--back when Steven was handsome, fit, a Hollywood success and-- not overweight and over-aged.

I'm tired of women, falling all over themselves, announcing how they were treated endless years ago; to complain about men "coming onto them"; to whine about well-known men who found them irresistible. WHY didn't they go public when it happened?!?!? With many, their stories keep changing! If they truly wanted to make-a-statement for women, why didn't they shout their stories to the world, the moment they were victimized?!?!?! Or--just maybe, they used their attractiveness and sexiness as a bargaining chip. After the pain---there are soooooo many possibilities, including Fame and Fortune!

I suspect there's a hidden agenda with almost all these females. I believe they are desperate for attention, publicity, and probably--money.  Either they are complaining because they need attention or they are simply--bragging.    They want to be connected with famous people, politicians, leading men/actors like Seagal--to brag about the men who couldn't "control themselves" when faced with these---attractive, talented, and sexy women.

I didn't "out" Bill Clinton back in the eighties. The relationship was consensual and I was ashamed of my mistake. He was nothing to "write home about."  In fact as years passed, remembering my brief affair with Bill--made me feel sleazy.  I chose to keep it a secret and  to move on with my life until, ten years later,  a reporter from Arkansas called to say he was running a story, based on an interview with a State Trooper.  Seems the story would identify me as one of the Governor's girlfriends.

Unlike all "the others"--- I didn't make money, become a public figure, or get a career "boost" from being associated with Bill Clinton. In fact, being named a Bimbo--destroyed my career, ruined my reputation, and caused me to lose everything I loved.

In retrospect, I guess I should have posed for girlie magazines or played the victim so people would pay-off my house, or hired  a political manager to negotiate a book deal or found an agent to demand money when journalists wanted to inteview me,  take my photo, or quote me in print--but--that's not me.

There's something to be said for being alone-- poor-- but proud.  I sleep well at night and have no trouble looking in the mirror.

Yes, I'd enjoy having more money but I've learned to be frugal and a very-wise shopper. Besides, I have priceless memories.  I've lived a life far-beyond anything money or a pay-off could ever buy me.

Sally Miller