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Clinton Coffee Tapes - Don't Ask, Don't tell

Coffee TalkThe President in the Map Room

Tuesday, October 7th 1997: Even I, often erroneously accused as being "Defender of the Faith" for Clinton/Gore, don't believe that no one knew about the already infamous White House Coffee tapes. Not that it makes much difference. The tapes, complete with Former DNC chair Don Fowler unwilling to accept a pile of checks from one over-zealous donor, speak for themselves, and at least for now seem to underscore the White House line that coffees weren't fundraisers. At least not exactly.

But let me add that any staffer who did remember the coffees were taped, most likely decided to keep quiet about it and hope it went away. They probably didn't check with the ever-present film crew who hovers around the Oval Office nearly 15 hours a day -- capturing the POTUS for posterity. They never mentioned it to anyone. If the President remembered it, he would have kept it to himself.

Ever since Watergate, an atmosphere of suspicion and closed-mouthedness pervades Washington. If anything is even potentially embarrassing or controversial it just isn't talked about. Period.

That's the way things go in high-level politics. Deniability - a key to keeping the candidate clean. You don't go running to the President to remind him that the coffees were taped. Because if you tell him, then he knows, and then he has to do, or not do, something about it. There's a record of the conversation. So, you tuck the information away, and hope for the best. If it comes out, as it did here, then you put the best spin on it possible.

Coffee Talk TwoThey were thrilled to be there.

I watched all 44 tapes early this morning. What I saw were a bunch of goo-goo eyed supporters, thrilled to be in the President's company. If they donated a lot of money, before or after the coffee, it was clearly worth it to each of them. Many of the attendees were obviously not big donors. I spied Mr. Tamraz, John Huang, Harold Ickes, and others I knew from my own years on "K" Street. What I didn't see was money changing hands. What I didn't hear were requests for donations. It wasn't necessary. Everyone knew their place, everyone knew what was expected of them.