Dear Old Phart,
I used to live in a big, white, house. I did good things while there but I made one huge mistake. I had an affair with one of the help, even though I was married.
I was strongly villified for my mistake. Now the current occupant of my former residence has erred more frequently and egregiously, but he is given a “mulligan” (golf term for a do-over) for his mistakes.
Your problem is simple. You did not join the country club. After all, membership has its privileges. If you were a member of the club you would have been able to:
1) Golf every weekend. Weekdays too if you so desired.
2) Claim you were religious. Even if you didn’t attend church.
3) Say f.u. to kale.
4) Feast at the public trough. As long as you allowed fellow club members to feed at the trough with you.
5) Pork porn stars.
You were crucified during your time in office. If you were a member of the club, you would have been saved.