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http://www.nypost.com/commentary/32781.htm.... Pinero had found a love letter from Regan in the swinging bachelor pad Kerik kept in Battery Park City, and wanted Regan to know she'd been Kerik's lover for a decade.
Fiery Judith shot back, "
I don't feel as f---ed as I did before you called. You're more pathetic than I am." ....
Regan was at a business meeting when she heard of
the nomination. She ran out.
"She was in shock," said one observer. "
She couldn't believe it. I think she knew this was all going to come out."
Since the news broke of their affair, said the friend,
Regan has been "hysterical." ....
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And for old time's sake, two blistering reminders about who REGAN is:
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http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=104x2779762http://newyorkmetro.com/nymetro/news/media/columns/medialife/152/.... Then Judith and Rupert found each other -- and ReganBooks was born. Not only did their commercial instincts mesh, but Judy's what's-the-world-ever-done-for-me politics were highly compatible with the Murdoch view.
And then the sex part. It's a one-woman show.
I have never heard anyone talk about sex the way Judy does. I have never heard anyone talk about their sexual partners the way Judy does. I have never heard anyone analyze individual motivations, the workings of the marketplace, and politics, too, in such precisely sexual terms. The other day, on her show, she kept interrupting her tempered guests on the subject of
why women like Bill Clinton, and, voice rising, saying: "
They want to have sex with him -- that's why they like him!"
Early in her career at Simon & Schuster, she published a book called The Rogue Warrior and
fought tooth and nail
for a full-face cover photo of the author. "
Don't they understand?" she stormed to me. "
Women will buy this because they want to fuck him!" She got the full face and a best-seller.
http://www.zianet.com/insightanalytical/newlow.htmRegan looked straight into the camera and for almost 10 minutes, delivered a pseudo stream-of-consciousness poetry riff mocking Clinton. Referring to his sad boyhood, she mocked his loneliness, then proclaimed that he built himself up and called himself KING, because "I am rich and I can do what I want!" She likened him to the cast out Socks, and envisioned him an old man meeting up with Socks at 125th street, both holding tin cups. ....
It was incredibly vicious. What was especially appalling was how she took the most painful aspects of Bill's background--his truly grievous childhood--and twisted them, using them to mock him. If this wasn't the "politics of personal destruction" I don't know how else you could describe this horrific display. ....
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