The anti-Clinton gang, 20 years later...
I said back then there was nothing to the "Clinton scandals," and it sure does look like I was right.
My Travels on the Clinton Conspiracy Trail
I went to Arkansas to find the Hillary haters looking for one last piece of dirt.
I met Larry Nichols, the self-described smut king of Arkansas, at a breakfast joint in Conway, not far from the spot where he claims Bill Clinton loyalists once fired on him and a reporter for London's Sunday Telegraph. "You have to understand," he said, looking up from his coffee, "you're in Redneck City." Nichols had declared war on the Clintons in 1988, when Bill was governor, after being canned from his job at a state agency for placing dozens of long-distance phone calls on behalf of the Nicaraguan Contras. As he hunched over the table in four layers of winter clothing, Nichols indulged in the caginess that had once seduced a small army of conservative journalists seeking dirt on the Clintonsthe lurching, twangy, conspiratorial tones of someone with a secret he wasn't sure how to spill. For a moment, I felt as if I'd taken the wrong exit off I-40 and ended up in 1995.
But Nichols, who did as much as anyone in Arkansas to an image of the 42nd president as a womanizing, cocaine-snorting, dirty-dealing, drug-running mafioso, was ready to move on. "There is nothing you're gonna find here," he told me. "Pack your shit and go home. Good God, manthat was 20 years ago."
http://www.motherjones.com/politics/2015/04/hillary-clinton-arkansas-whitewater-scandal-archives