Hillary the Other Woman: A Political Memoir

A Review

Bill Clinton might well be the love of Dolly Kyle’s life, and, in his peculiar kind of way, she might be his. They met at that most formative time of their lives, on the cusp of puberty, on the golf course at Hot Springs, Arkansas, the city where they both grew up (Bill had moved away from his native Hope at the age of seven.) She was eleven years old and he was almost thirteen. They would become classmates at Hot Springs High School after she, something of a prodigy, skipped two grades, and they would date regularly, though she writes that they never “went steady.” They were also not yet lovers in the purest physical sense; that would come later.

Kyle would remain a virgin through high school, she writes, and would not become the sort of person to excite Billy’s (as she and his childhood friends called him) deeper interests (I write), until she had been drugged and raped by one of Billy’s friends and turned somewhat promiscuous, she says, as a consequence. The original “thunderbolt” did not follow a direct romantic course. “It did, however,” she writes, “bond us together in a liaison that evolved from puppy love to dating to friendship to a passionate love affair. We talked, flirted, laughed, cried, prayed, sang, walked, danced, wrote letters, made love, broke up, reconnected, and did it all again and again and again. Whatever that thing was between Billy Clinton and me, it lasted for decades—transcending state lines, oceans, marriages, societal prohibitions, and political considerations.”

How Hillary came to be regarded as “the other woman,” in her view, is revealed in this passage in which Kyle uses the nickname “Chilly” that she had put on Hillary. Billy had just confided to Dolly by phone that he had moved in with a female law school classmate at Yale and made it sound more like an economic convenience than anything else, though Dolly knew that it was more:

Billy said that he had told Hillary all about me. On the other hand, however, he didn’t say very much to me about her. He spoke as if she were not, and never would be, an issue between us.

In a strange way, even though Billy and Chilly eventually married, she never was an issue between us, other than an annoyance that had to be considered in scheduling our time together. Hillary was always “the other woman” as far as Billy’s attention went.

As adults, Billy Clinton and I were both dysfunctionally comfortable in rationalizing that our relationship predated the “Billy and Chilly Show.” After all, I was only eleven years old when we met on the golf course in Hot Springs, and he was only twelve, going on thirteen.

It had started innocently enough, and grew into a deep friendship before becoming an affair. Thus our affair was, and always would be to us, somehow, okay. Yes, that is classic rationalization.

One gathers from this book and from elsewhere that socially and sexually and in any sort of romantic sense, Hillary has never been anything more than an annoyance to Bill, and a very big, sometimes violent and abusive annoyance, at that. Bill regularly referred to her as “the Warden,” after all, according to Dolly. What with Bill’s famous philandering, the sexual and romantic shortcomings of the Clinton marriage are readily deduced by anyone. The following passage gives one an idea of what a liability Hillary was to Bill socially, at least in Arkansas:

To whatever it may be worth historically, Billy went without Hillary to our tenth Hot Springs High School reunion. He also went without Hillary to the fifteenth reunion, and to the twentieth, and to the twenty-fifth, and to the thirtieth. The thirtieth included the infamous scene between the two of us that was immortalized under oath in the impeachment investigation. Hillary also did not attend the forty-fifth or the fiftieth reunions.

I am not a politician, and I have been to many of my high school reunions in rural Eastern North Carolina. My wife is not from anywhere near there, but it has never occurred to us that we would not go as a couple.

What Bill has always seen in Hillary, as Dolly sees it, is economic security, as though that original mooching on her living quarters at Yale sort of took on a life of its own.

Hillary took the role of financial provider from the beginning, or so Billy told me. Hillary’s financial support enabled Billy to indulge in his addictions to politics, power, and sex. In the same way, in Billy’s childhood home, his mother had assumed the role of supporting the family financially while his stepfather, Roger Clinton, indulged in his addiction to alcohol.

Explaining how Bill could have chosen a wife so different from his extroverted party girl of a mother, she guesses that it’s Hillary’s similarity to his first care giver, his maternal grandmother who had custody of him for the first four years of his life while his mother was off at nursing school, that at least made Hillary acceptable to him:

…I have heard that Billy’s grandmother was “the meanest woman in southwest Arkansas.” This unkind assessment came from folks who I considered to be reliable sources. Billy’s grandmother may, in fact, not have been the meanest woman in southwest Arkansas, but that sure is the impression that people had about her. And it would have been little Billy’s impression of his grandmother at the deepest emotional level.

When Hillary came to Arkansas, she gave people that same mean impression. Without quibbling over the accuracy of those assessments, one can still draw the conclusion that both Billy’s grandmother and Hillary Rodham said and did things which caused people around them to describe them as mean.

So why did Hillary marry Bill? Here’s Dolly’s take on it:

…Hillary was a lawyer, a graduate of Yale, and reputedly smart and highly ambitious. She wanted a career in Washington. How perfect. With her personality, she needed someone charismatic like Billy, and he needed someone willing to work, as his mother had, to provide his security.

Billy had also complained that I was a distraction to him. Clearly, Hillary was not.

Another reason why Hillary would have wanted to marry Bill is hinted at in this exchange that Bill had with Dolly, starting with Dolly’s question to him:

“Why are you so dead set on having a baby anyway? It doesn’t appear that you have the time to take care of one.”

“Politically, it doesn’t look good. We need to have a baby so we can appear to be a normal couple. We need to do something serious to take attention off the Warden’s lifestyle.”

Billy did not use the word lesbian.

Hillary’s marriage to Bill—or to any man—might have been for the same purpose.

A Night to Remember

The night of May 28, 1974, must have been truly traumatic for Kyle. She got to see this rival Hillary for the first time and she also had it indelibly revealed to her what a truly low-character man she had fallen for. I could not do a better job of describing Dolly’s shock from meeting Hillary and her reaction to Bill’s betrayal of his political mentor and career benefactor, Senator William Fulbright, than the Daily Mail of London has done without reprinting her whole chapter, so at this point I invite you to go read it and then come back: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3633977/Bill-Clinton-s-lover-Dolly-Kyle-tells-lumpy-Hillary-fat-ankles-hair-toes-schemed-LIE-60-Minutes-Bill-s-affairs.html

Quite an experience wasn’t it. As it turned out, the Daily Mail struck again a week later, saving me some more time at the keyboard for this review: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3635882/Hillary-Clinton-called-disabled-children-Easter-egg-hunt-f-ing-ree-tards-referred-Jews-stupid-k-s-Bill-called-Jesse-Jackson-damned-n-r-claims-Bill-s-former-lover.html

At this point you might want to do an Internet search of “Dolly Kyle Hillary Clinton.” Notice that you have to look a long time before anything comes up on any site that one might call U.S. mainstream press. Related to that non-coverage of the revelations in Hillary the Other Woman, on page 46 we have this passage: “Hillary is fortunate to have most of the mainstream media running interference for her, but her anger is now so close to the surface that even the media won’t be able to save her from herself in every instance.”

I really wouldn’t count on that last prediction, but one must admit that Kyle is definitely right about that “running interference” part. It is beyond the scope of her book to address the question as to why that might be the case. Had she done so, it wouldn’t have surprised me if she had reached for some psychological explanation. She tells us at one point that she took 39 semester hours of psychology as an undergraduate, something that I would not wish upon anyone.

With the one tool of a hammer in her head, every question she tends to see as a nail. I think it might have led her to make the following observation about the experience of growing up in the biggest illegal gambling center in the country: “Billy had an incredible, lifelong sense of immunity. It seems that he never had to experience the negative consequences of his actions. I think that he picked up much of that attitude from the pervasive societal ‘norm’ of illegality in Hot Springs as we were growing up there.”

The Clintons’ “Immunity” Explained

That might explain why Bill might not expect to experience the negative consequences of his actions, but it would not explain why his expectations have turned out to be correct in instance after instance after he left the small stage of Hot Springs. For that one must turn to the penultimate paragraph in my review of The Money and the Power: The Making of Las Vegas and its Hold on America by Sally Denton and Roger Morris. As an organized crime center Hot Springs, Arkansas, was a little Las Vegas, even before there was a Las Vegas. See also my reviews of L.D. Brown’s Crossfire, R. Emmett Tyrrell’s Boy Clinton, and Roger Stone and Robert Morrow’s The Clintons’ War on Women for an explanation not only of why Bill’s expectations of immunity turn into reality but also why the press runs interference for him and his wife. Bill gives every indication that he has been on the CIA payroll for a very long time, and that organization is involved in a lot more than foreign intrigue, whatever the legal restraints against its domestic activities might be. Through his likely connections to organized crime and, especially, to the CIA Bill has two bases covered in the Deep State that controls our media and our political system.

Using this approach we might not need any of Kyle’s psychological, or even economic, explanations for the Clinton-Rodham union. They did meet at Yale, after all. We learn from Joyce Milton’s The First Partner, Hillary Rodham Clinton that the man who got Hillary her first job out of law school, working on the staff of the House Select Committee on Watergate, was her Yale law professor, Burke Marshall. We learn from Wikipedia that the illustrious professor Marshall was, himself, a Yale Law product and, like both Bush presidents, a graduate of Yale and of Phillips Exeter Academy. Most telling, perhaps, is that between undergraduate and law school, Marshall worked for Army intelligence in World War II. To complete the picture, see my article “Spooks on the Hill” to learn about the illegal but widespread infiltration of the Congressional staff by the CIA.

For the record, James Hamilton, as the man purported to be the Vincent Foster family attorney but seemed to be working for the Clintons instead, played a prominent role in the cover-up of Foster’s likely murder. Hamilton was assistant chief counsel of the Senate Watergate Committee and is also a product of Yale Law School.

That brings us to our next topic.

Vince Foster

There is one important question on which Kyle and I are very close to the same wavelength, and that is the death of deputy White House counsel Vincent Foster. It’s touched on in that second Daily Mail article, but to find any further mention online of what she has to say about Foster’s death one has to dig a little more deeply than that popular British tabloid.  I found it at bizpacreview.com, and it doesn’t say much, and what it says is a bit misleading: “In the end, Kyle has very little nice to say about Hillary including her doubts of Hillary’s innocence over the death of Vince Foster.” Kyle believes that Foster was murdered, but she doesn’t suggest that Hillary was directly involved in the murder.

Her 42^nd chapter is entitled “Just Another Suicide,” and it’s about the Foster case. She begins by saying that Foster, a partner of Hillary’s at Little Rock’s Rose Law Firm, “knew the facts about Hillary’s double-billing practices that had enabled her to receive questionable foreign money with strings attached.” She then runs through a lot of other sensitive and legally dubious things that Foster was associated with or privy to, any one of which might have been responsible for his murder, and concludes the chapter this way:

Vince Foster spent the weekend before his death at the home of big-time Democratic operative Nathan Landow.

Kathleen Willey would be taken to that same home of Nathan Landow over a weekend to be pressured into silence after she reported that Billy Clinton had sexually assaulted her in the Oval Office. Kathleen had enough to deal with in her life after the death of her husband; she was not going to continue talking about Clinton’s assault on her.

Vince, on the other hand, more than likely responded to the weekend pressure by giving voice to his concerns about ethics and morality and the right thing to do. That would not have been comforting to the co-presidents when they heard Landow’s report about the weekend meeting with Vince, who died two days later.

Hillary Clinton’s White House assistants removed boxes of files from Vince Foster’s office before the possible crime scene could be examined by those investigating his death.

Vince Foster’s office safe was opened and emptied by Hillary’s people.

Vince Foster’s death was ruled to be a suicide.

No, I do not believe that Vince Foster committed suicide.

You don’t have to believe what I believe, but know this. The news of Vince Foster’s death was being talked about in beauty shops here in Little Rock before his dead body was found in Fort Marcy Park.

What she probably did not know is that the major contributor to Democratic politicians and primary backer of Al Gore, Nathan Landow, had been nominated to be ambassador to The Netherlands by President Jimmy Carter, but the nomination had been derailed when his joint casino investments in the Bahamas with members of the Meyer Lansky organization and the Gambino family came to light. It is also of some interest that The Washington Post reported that Foster had been at the estate of Landow’s son-in-law, Michael Cardozo, never mentioning Landow and Cardozo’s relation to him. Factoring all that information in, we are back into the territory of the criminal Deep State, of which The Post is demonstrably a part.

Kyle’s revelation about the early scuttlebutt in Little Rock about Foster’s death also fits with the observations of the witness, Patrick Knowlton, in the case. At a time that Foster was already lying dead in the back of the park, Knowlton saw a Honda in the parking lot of Fort Marcy Park with Arkansas license plates that was markedly older and of a different color from Foster’s Honda. That suggests that Foster was lured to a clandestine meeting in the park by someone from the Clinton inner circle, someone he trusted. That person would have notified others in the inner circle as soon as the deed was accomplished, likely by an experienced assassin. It would have taken only one member of the inner circle to share the news of Foster’s death with someone in Arkansas, and it would have been all over the Little Rock grapevine with lightning speed.

This scenario for how Foster met his end explains why none of the investigations and no one in the press has addressed the question of when Foster left the White House compound, with whom, and by what means of transportation. They have told us when he left his office and when he left the White House proper, but they’ve said nothing about what the perimeter guards saw and what the White House outer surveillance cameras captured. Furthermore, neither the investigators for Robert Fiske or for Kenneth Starr looked into any long distance telephone records to see who might have been calling numbers in Arkansas, not even to confirm the belated claim that Foster had been prescribed an anti-depressant by his Arkansas physician based upon Foster’s phone call, a prescription that they say was filled by a pharmacy in Georgetown, based upon another long distance telephone call. One must suspect an ulterior reason for these omissions.

Dolly Kyle has written an extraordinarily revealing book that, in the end, probably reveals even more than she realized.

Full Disclosure: In the 50^th and final chapter, Kyle shows how my Seventeen Techniques of Truth Suppression have been used to permit the Clintons to get by with their appalling, even criminal, behavior. She gives me full credit both in her book and in an excellent presentation that she gave last month to a group in White Plains, New York, which is well worth an hour of your time to watch. She also paid me the courtesy of requesting my permission before reprinting her paraphrase of my work in her book.

David Martin

September 28, 2016

See also “Dolly Kyle, Vince Foster, and the Ku Klux Klan.”

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