Playboy would not be a good forum for Clinton. Jimmy Swaggart wept and chewed the furniture on the soundstage of his TV ministry. Without the gnashing of teeth, Clinton might at least entertain the idea of a group format. If confession becomes inevitable, best to take control of the drama and stage-manage it to your advantage. Errancy and repentance and redemption have become one of our most exciting forms of public theater.
Trauma turns into Camelot.
There is something to be said for Clinton's playing the race and religion card, in a modified Swaggart mode. The Baba and Bubba format takes the focus away from semen stains and oral sex. Walters would be constrained by being in the presence of the valiant and wronged wife, and being in the couple's house, the White House, no less. Much hand holding. The moment, a perfect distillation of a surreal time, is Clinton's greatest performance and his greatest triumph.