ALL of the DC Establishment was screaming the same thing, “Vince Foster KILLED HIMSELF and if you’re cool and wanna hang out with the football players, you’ll shut up and just let it go...”
EVERYBODY DID, except for ONE guy —Chris Ruddy.
He went out in front, and kept on, asking again and again about all the details, all the kooky stuff that just WOULD NOT add up; car keys that weren’t in his pocket, but then re-appeared in his pocket days later in the MORGUE, or how there was no dirt on his shoes, how his body initially was found in a different freaking part of the park, how there was no suicide note in his briefcase, but days later a torn up, unsigned one was magically found in that same briefcase, how the Parts Gun with no serial number by miracle remained on his right THUMB, though he was a southpaw....
All that stuff was tracked down by Chris Ruddy in spite of EVERYONE telling him to be cool and shut the hell up.
Yet here he is, weirdly, this Hillary loving progressive.
FREAKING KOOKY.
Joe Scarborough voted for Clinton’s impeachment, yet years later told Hillary he regretted his criticism of her and told Bill that the country needs him to be president again.
Another person who used to write about the Clintons was Carl Limbacher, who now runs a private business.
George Will showed his cowardly side in a Eustace Tilley moment when asked why he never wrote about the Vince Foster matter. He sniffed, “That sort of thing doesn’t interest me.”