Friday, December 31, 2004

Bill Clinton New York Office Mailing Address and Phone Number and Fax

President Bill Clinton's New York (Harlem) office (mailing) address and phone number:

55 W. 125th Street 14th Floor, New York, NY 10027-4526
tel: 212-348-8882 fax: 212-348-9245

Clinton Presidential Center mailing address:

Post Office Box 1104, Little Rock AR 72203-1104

Thursday, December 30, 2004


There is something about Bush's controversial illegal immigrants proposal that bothers me. He wants illegal immigrants to be able to get a work permit, which would allow them to work here and eventually gain citizenship. It is a general pardon, but the president can't say it like that, because of internal party politics.

I've indicated earlier that to save our party, we need to reform it. This issue shows us what's wrong with the Democratic party. This issue illustrates the extent of the crisis in our party.

First of all, we are the party of immigration and immigrants rights. Why is Bush allowed to hijack this issue?

Secondly let me tell you what the president is doing. He is taking away the Hispanic vote from the Democratic party, because a large majority of illegal immigrants is from Mexico and Latin America. In the last election, 44 percent of Latinos voted for George Bush.

The Latino vote is crucial for our party. Why are we allowing the Republicans to take over our base and relegate us to eternal opposition? That is what the president is doing. He is putting together a coalition of voters, which will make the Republican party the dominant party for years to come.

Some Democrats seem to relish the division this proposal is causing in the Republican party. Hardcore Republicans, especially in the House do not want to "reward" illegal aliens with a work permit and eventually citizenship for breaking the law.

We should not be too happy about this division. We should not put our hands in our pockets and watch the coming destruction of the Republican party.

In my opinion, we might be disappointed.

After the election president Bush has earned a lot of political goodwill, which he intends to use. Maybe on getting his proposal accepted.

Secondly, I've been in Washington. I know politics. I hear things. I can't believe the White House's audacity.

The story goes, the president will throw these hardline Republicans and their base some red meat. The proposal will in its appearance tilt towards home security. Regulating illegal residents is good from a law enforcement and home security perspective. How can you be against securing the homeland is the idea here.

More importantly though is the second piece of red meat. What most hardline Republicans and base are afraid of is, you regulate the existing illegal aliens, but new ones will cross the border.

Here the new proposal proposes something I thought was incredible. The proposal will make money available to build a fence on our southern border. I couldn't believe it when I heard it. What I'm telling you is hearsay, not official, just ideas being thrown around in Congressional backrooms.

Expanding on the last point. Most people will say, a fence will never happen. Well, in politics that's not always the point. The point is, you give your hardliners something in return for something else.

The president gets his general pardon, the public gets home security, the hardliners in the Republican party get a fence and can take that to their conservative base, who will love the idea.

Does the president want a fence? No. How will he sign on to a fence knowing that there will never be one?

The ideas, which are thrown around involve the federal government giving state governments the right and the money to build a fence. If they want to. In other words, the problem will be on the plate of states with 30, 40 percent Hispanic populations (and voters).

To make a long story short, there isn't going to be a fence, but by the time the debates in the states come to a conclussion, Bush will have pardonned 8 to 10 million illegal immigrants, brought the Hispanic vote under the Republican wing and created 8 to 10 million very grateful new citizens and Republicans.

George Bush could become one of the most influencial politicians in our country's history. If we Democrats don't pull ourselves together.

Wednesday, December 29, 2004

Tsunami in Asia

There are no words to describe my feelings right now. I'm devastated like many of you about the horrible catastrophe that has occured in Asia. A tsunami in the Indian Ocean has kelled tens of thousands of people in Thailand, Sri Lanka, India, the Maldives and Aceh, Indonesia. Millions lost everything they owned.

My heart goes out to these people. I was planning on touring Asia to promote my book, so Asia was on my mind a lot these past few weeks.

I've spent the last couple of days calling my friends over there to ask them if they were alright. I haven't been able to locate all of them. I hope for the best, but I fear the worst.

I would like to ask you to donate to the Red Cross or Oxfam, like I did.

I also think we as a nation need to play a pivotal role in the rescue and rebuilding effort. This is a time to show we Americans care. The world is looking at us.

It's a horrible thing to say, but I know my conservatives in the Republican party and they won't commit any resources to help in this effort if it doesn't directly benefit America. To them I would like to say that helping now will earn our country a lot of goodwill in Asia and amongst the biggest muslim country in the world Indonesia.

I also support the use of the military in this effort. First of all, it gives our troops a lot of chances to excercise and learn just in case something like that ever happens on our soil (which is possible geologically speaking) and build contacts locally. Which will benefit us in the war on terror.

This only reminds us of the incredible forces in nature. Whatever we people might think about our privileged place on this planet, we are no match for these forces of nature.

I heard rumors the administration might be interested in asking me to help lead the US efforts in Asia. All I can say is, this is not a time to ask questions why, this is a time to act.

Tuesday, December 28, 2004


I'm in a good mood. In spite of Curly staying at our house for the past two days. I don't know whether Chelsea's relationship with him is coming or going or just floating around.

Curly is getting lazy. He isn't offering Hillary to help do the dishes anymore. He used to. As a result Hillary has stopped washing the dishes when he is at our house, like she used to do.

He also seems to have developped some sort of hearing problem. When I ask him something about his job or income or prospects, all I get back is Huh? or a dumb stare. I thought I had left those kinds of reactions behind when Chelsea grew out of her teens.

Curly and me, we don't get along. At Christmas dinner time I made sure he was sitting as far away from me as possible. This didn't stop him from raising his voice and trying to talk to me all through dinner, annoying everybody else trying to have a civilized family get together.

I have to laugh though. My favorite aunt, she's in her late eighties, said to me after dinner: That young man my niece brought to dinner has no manners. Which I agree with, but Chelsea seems to be happy with him. What can I do?

Well anyway, I can't be bothered with it. You know what's on my mind right now? Fried chicken, mashed potatoes, peas, fried catfish and Coca Cola.

Let me be honest with you about something. People might think, and they tell me, well food cluttered your arteries, the wrong kinds of food almost killed you, you must be really careful with what you want to eat now, right?

The answer is yes and no. Yes, I am careful with what I eat. No, because I want to eat all those things that brought my situation about. Fast food almost killed me, but still here I am, what time is it? Early in the morning and all I can think of is fast food.

If you have a loved one, who had heart by-pass operation, please keep an eye on their diet. The temptation is incredible.

Monday, December 27, 2004

Time Flies

I need a time manager, because time flies. Tempus fugit, the Romans said. They were right. I just laughed. I'm supposedly retired, but still I can't find the time to do all the things I like to do.

I hope all of you had a blessed and happy Christmas, especially the ones whose loved ones are overseas serving our nation. My holidays were a bit different from the past ones. I miss Chistmas dinner. Chistmas is not the same if you're not allowed to dig in, losen your belt and dig in some more. I miss food. I'm not even going to deny it. I think about food quite a lot. I have dreams about feasting on food.

I just laughed again, because it's so true. Here I am even writing about food. If you made anything special for Christmas dinner make sure you write it down in the comment box.

I had a merry Chistmas. I saw a lot of family, my brother Roger's son was at our house, Bobbi was here.

Oh and Bobbi, congratulations. I'm sorry it took me so long to notice that this daily diary is mentioned in Time magazine. I didn't read that particular issue myself. It's the one with George Bush "Man of the Year" on the cover. Somebody pointed out to me that this website got mentioned. Time magazine said Bill Clinton Daily Diary is a hit. The only reason for that is Bobbi. She did all of the hard work. Thank you, Bobbi.

She's standing behind me reading over my shoulder. I think she's blushing. Hey it's true, Bobbi, this website was your idea to promote the book. Hahaha. She's red as a lobster now.

I'm taking it easy till the end of the year. After that I have the Asian book tour coming up. I'm looking forward to that although I must admit I'm frightened of the strain on my health, but I promised I would go, so I will go.

If you are in Asia, reading this diary, I hope we'll meet when I visit your continent.

I'm also going to work hard to try and help rebuild the Democratic party. That must be done. My plate for the new year is full, unfortunately it's not food.

Sunday, December 26, 2004

Merry Chistmas

Merry Chistmas, everybody.