If you like hookers to diaper you or you enjoy stretching your legs in bathroom stalls, or you blandly cheat on your wife...after wife...etc. That will cause no outrage, even if you're removed for financial improprieties. Or maybe you replaced that last guy but you suffer the same fallibility of the flesh. It's OK. It's always OKIYAR.
Maybe you have a taste for fondling the white meat, or your try to pay off your staffer-mistress and her husband with jobs, or you like to hold fundraisers in strip clubs, or funnel your committee's funds to B&D and S&M clubs. It's all good.
Maybe you just like to spend Father's Day in Argentina, enjoying what was certainly not the Appalachian Trail. Or perhaps the Dominican Republic is more to your taste. It could be that you just like to talk to young boys, or you like to shop your wife around while you watch.
Maybe your adventures were more prosaic and bureaucratic. Perhaps your part-time job was beset by scandal, you fired an official who wouldn't fire your ex-brother-in-law and you can't recall any magazine that you've ever read. Setback? You could be a presidential nominee's running mate! You might have helped corrupt (as if it needed any help) half the government, or you're convicted of laundering money or for that plus conspiracy and fraud, or maybe even piled on bribery and tax evasion.
That's still so far from big time. Because you could have helped to blow a CIA agent's cover, tried to cover up torture in one of your prisons, encourage a politically motivated firing of US attorney generals, spy on citizens and handwave habeas corpus, testify about non-existent WMD at the United Nations, or give legal cover for war crimes.
Even here, you wouldn't have gone over the brink. Because it would still be pardonable to abjure responsibility for the horrific consequences of disregarding explicit security warnings or for havinglied a nation into war or to engage in that war with a bloodlust and blitheness against unbearable pain and suffering that would make the soul of a soul-equipped human being crack and dissolve in anguish. Relax, relax. You can do all this and more, oh, so much more, and you would still have your ready and reliable defenders.
But for FSM's sake, just don't be a murdered black kid who's rumored to have possibly once had part of a dried plant in your possession. That's no way to behave, and your reputation will never be the same. Any minor, incidental, vaporous supposition or confabulation with no connection to your murder is not superfluous, child. Nor is it, as cataloged above, like some completely understandable and justifiable youthful indiscretion. That's reserved for mature professionals, and their defenders. And that's why there are circles in hell.