When it rains, it pours, and John Quincy Adams' 61st year in this world was a year of torrential downpour.

In 1828, President Adams was rejected by the country he had spent his entire life serving.

And the election of 1828 was particularly vicious.

The Jacksonians said all the same nasty rubbish that the Jeffersonians had belched about his father,

that he was a monarchist deep down, that he was an out-of-touch elitist and worst, worst, that he was corrupt.

They accused him of putting a billiard table in the White House and charging the government

for it.

It was his billiard table.

A bill for its repair had accidentally been included in the White House expense accounts.

Jackson's rabbit supporters claimed that Adams, while serving as America's

Ambassador to Russia, which was pretty cold, by the way, pretty cold, you're welcome,

that he had procured a prostitute for Emperor Alexander like he was a

pimp or something the czar's pimp well that was patent nonsense he had employed the

young woman as his wife's maid, and one of her letters for some

reason had been intercepted by the Russian Postal Service, and Alexander had asked Adams

to bring the young woman to court. Maybe he was impressed with her writing.

Maybe he wanted to put the fear of God in her

about some gossip or something.

But it certainly had not been Adam's

whoreongering on behalf of a foreign monarch.

Foreign monarchs were quite capable of finding bed-warmers without assistance from the U.S. diplomatic

service.

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