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A Starr Is Boring

The independent counsel's strategy: Bore them.

Everyone wants to know how Congress is going to get out of the Flytrap mess. What's the exit strategy? After watching Independent Counsel Kenneth Starr for eight hours today, I propose an idea. Put Starr on every TV channel in the nation and let him talk. After five minutes, when the entire country has fallen into a deep slumber, the House can drop the matter. When everyone wakes up, we can pretend it was all just a nightmare.

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Both Democrats and Republicans seem weirdly hopeful about today's House Judiciary Committee meeting, the first and perhaps only major impeachment hearing. Democrats, who are still enjoying their postelection gloat, know they have won the war: Clinton is safe, Flytrap is all but dead. They see today as their chance to punish the enemy, to humiliate Starr for his prosecutorial aggression and sexual obsession.

Hard-core conservatives, who dominate the Republican side of the committee and who willfully refuse to learn anything from the election, still suffer from the delusion that they can beat Clinton. They feel that somehow, if Starr explains it just one more time, the American people will come to their senses. During the lunch break, Rep. Steve Chabot, R-Ohio, actually tells reporters that today is important because "It's finally an opportunity for Ken Starr to tell his side of the story." (So what was the 453 page report? The 7,000 pages of documents? The six months of leaks?) Chabot's spin is the Republican's only hope, that this time will be different. Starr, they pray, may be Flytrap's Oliver North, the witness who reverses public opinion by sheer force of personality.

But Starr foils both sides.

The hearing has the kind of monstrous buzz that Flytrap hasn't seen since Monica testified in August. Eight networks are here to cover it live, so are a zillion print reporters. Michael Moore has come with a camera crew. He has special access and lurks on the dais behind Democratic committee members. (Moore is ostentatiously underdressed, wearing a windbreaker and a green baseball cap with a big letter S--for Starr?)

And the hearing opens with the kind of vitriol everyone has anticipated. As soon as Chairman Henry Hyde, R-Ill., bangs the gavel at 10:10 a.m., committee Democrats start carping that they are being unfairly silenced, that they and Clinton's lawyers have not been given enough time to question Starr. Rep. Sheila Jackson Lee, a posturing Texan, says that Democrats are being "bound and gagged in the courtroom" and compares the hearing to the Chicago Seven trial. Rep. Mel Watt, D-N.C. calls the hearing a "railroading." Members start yelling "I will not yield!" It is all very promising and becomes even more so when the ranking Democrat, Rep. John Conyers of Michigan, gives his opening statement. Staring at the independent counsel, who's seated below him at the witness table, Conyers scolds "Kenneth W. Starr" (as he repeatedly calls him) for writing "the tawdry, salacious, and unnecessarily graphic" report and for "cross[ing] the line into obsession."

Then Starr begins his two hour presentation, and he sucks the air out of the room. Democrats like to say Starr is "dangerous." Boy, they're right! Starr is a terror, a one man weapon of mass exhaustion. Starr's strategy, and I'm sure it is intentional, is to seem so unremarkable, so unthreatening, so uninteresting that his critics can't find anything to attack. Oliver North he's not.

Starr's two hour performance--if you can call it that--consists of him reading a 58 page prepared statement in a monotone. He reads excruciatingly slowly. I count his pace--100 words a minute. This ... is ... what ... it's ... like ... to ... listen ... to ... someone ... talking ... at ... 100 ... words ... a ... minute. ... Now ... imagine ... listening ... to ... this ... for ... two ... hours.

Starr's address is not only tortoise-paced, it's also familiar, a rehash of everything we've read 50 times before--what his duties are as independent counsel, how the Lewinsky case came to him, why he pursued it as he did, how the president lied, etc. I imagine the network news directors pulling their hair out: We're covering this! Some pudding-faced old guy reading a two hour statement at 16 rpm! Get me Regis and Kathie Lee!

(There is one small diversion in the monologue: Whenever Starr quotes from President Clinton's testimony, he drops his voice a register and makes it breathy. The effect is creepy.)

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David Plotz is the Editor of Slate. He's the author of The Genius Factory: The Curious History of the Nobel Prize Sperm Bank and Good Book. He appears on Slate's Political Gabfest.