They still want you to think the 1990s were the Nightmare Years

Although Sally Quinn is well-practiced in Clinton-hate, I never expected to see her emit something quite this vile:

The former first lady has her own Jeremiah Wright. His name is Bill Clinton.

We can only guess what Bill Clinton has up his sleeve next to embarrass and humiliate his wife. More bimbo eruptions? More suspicious deals with foreign governments and questionable business associates? The release of the names of big donors to the Clinton Library and the Clinton Foundation? More painfully conflicted not so subtle put downs of her?

From Quinn's Wikipedia entry:

Quinn had a long-standing animus for the Clintons, possibly due to a perceived snub by First Lady Hillary Clinton, who declined a party invitation from Quinn.[5] Regarding Whitewater independent counsel Ken Starr, she wrote:[6] "Similarly, independent counsel Ken Starr is not seen by many Washington insiders as an out-of-control prudish crusader. Starr is a Washington insider, too. He has lived and worked here for years. He had a reputation as a fair and honest judge. He has many friends in both parties. Their wives are friendly with one another and their children go to the same schools." Starr had won the gratitude of Quinn's husband Ben Bradlee in 1987, as an Appeals Court judge, by dismissing a $2 million libel suit against the Washington Post. [7] It was also pointed out by Harry Jaffe, writing for Salon, that Quinn's condemnation of Bill Clinton's adultery rang hollow coming from someone who broke up the marriage of her boss Ben Bradlee and then went on to marry Bradlee herself.