Obsessed with his legacy, Clinton looks around for meaningless ceremonies he can squeeze in between fundraisers. As his term clock ticks away, he is driven to ever more transparently hollow gestures in a futile effort to make the waning days of the Clinton interregnum appear meaningful. Thus he has taken to awarding medals, supposedly in recognition of the nobility that doesn't exist within him. Clinton does not appreciate that one cannot cover oneself with honor simply by placing oneself in proximity to heroes. In Bubba's case, dispensing honors is like playing handball against a blanket.
Nothing comes back.
Devoid of glory of his own, he hopes the medals will fall on the ground, form a puddle of prestige and splash all over him. We are unclear why he awarded a medal to Jesse Jackson. We know that Lincoln freed the slaves. Likely, Jackson never freed a fly trapped against a windowpane. The Presidential Medal of Mincing.