pjmedia.com By David Manney
Every neighborhood has one: the unpredictable one who calls the cops if you park too close to their mailbox, yells at the garbage man for looking at her too long, and glares at the local Girl Scouts as if they’re conducting a home invasion instead of selling cookies. You don’t make eye contact. You certainly don’t walk your dog past her house. And when she starts screaming into the sky at 3 a.m. about how she knows what really happened to JFK Jr., everyone rolls over in bed, sighs, and says, “Well, that’s just her being her.”
For the Clinton White House, that neighbor was Hillary. And for years, the rest of us who dared to say so were labeled conspiracy theorists, misogynists, or right-wing loons. Funny thing, though. This week, the intelligence community handed us a dusty file and said: “Hey, remember that lady with the vase and the tranquilizers? Yeah. Turns out you were right.”
She Didn’t Just Snap
We weren’t supposed to know, but we did.
In his 2016 book, Crisis of Character, retired Secret Service officer Gary Byrne shared inside details of the Clinton White House. His book read like The New York Post’s Page 6. Byrne didn’t consider Hillary a calculating stateswoman. Instead, she was a seething cauldron, acting like a pressure cooker that blew explosive steam…
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