Dear Bob,

You sold out. You compromised your integrity. You abandoned the very principles that brought you respect, the principles that brought you fame and the thanks of a grateful nation. Tell me Bob, why did you wait so long? I would have been happy to corrupt you back in '72. I would have made you one of the 'president's men'. I would have given you the access you needed to write your books, to rub shoulders with the rich and powerful. Oh Bob, look at you now, you're mired in a scandal, and at your age there is little time to rehabilitate your reputation. I feel your pain Bob, or I would were I still alive.

Dick