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Wondering about Sally Quinn?
The Truth About the Beltway's Fake "Number One Hostess"
By Mac MacArthur
Wednesday, July 4, 2001 -- It seems there are a few readers who have been wondering about Sally Quinn. We've received a few e-mails through APJ concerning the fact that Quinn has been popping up on pundit and cable TV with increasing frequency, and is constantly referred to in one way or another as a leading light of the DC social scene.
Here's the truth: self-styled social moth Sally Quinn does not even come close to the likes of, say, Esther Coopersmith or Pearl Mesta as a Beltway hostess. Quinn reigns only as queen of the incestuous Washington Post crowd, its acolytes, and -- yes -- former Post stud (some say the "ServiceMaster" to the old lady herself) Ben Bradlee.
Quinn is also notorious for having been the old, bitter blonde hag who regularly appeared on television
in 1998-2000, looking and dressing like some insane lady who had just rolled out of bed posing as an "expert" Clinton-basher, attacking both Hillary and Bill. Quinn not only wrote diatribes about how those somehow-awful Clintons had tainted the quality and "good" name of DC society in the Post, but is known to have told friends (all three of them, we would guess) that the Clinton's weren't "good" enough to make the "A" list at her candlelight dinners, replete no doubt with fine Velveeta and soda cracker hors d'oeurves.
"Sally from the Valley" -- or, as a number of connected, astute, and politically incorrect friends on both sides of the political aisle call her, Sally "Quim" -- is the daughter of General William Quinn, a far-right radical militarist who shilled for Barry Goldwater in the early 1960s during his stint in Deutschland -- that is, when he wasn't busy lunching at Hitler's Berchtesgaden, then and still a golf course catering to former and current Nazi sympathizers, proto-Birchers and Moonies from the good old US of A who are stationed in Germany. This little tidbit comes courtesy of Daniel Schorr's excellent book "Staying Tuned: A Life in Journalism" along with many other ugly details.
It seems that Schorr also uncovered a dirty little secret demonstrating that it appears, at least, that General Quinn was never married -- yet had "deadbeat" Sally, a putative spouse-cum-daughter, acted as the "hostess with the leastest" not only at his Bavarian headquarters as the Commander of the 7th Army but in functions as brown-noser to Goldwater, who believed that we could have a "limited" nuclear war and that "most of us" would survive.
Lyndon Johnson hated Quinn and his daughter, as do most of Washington's true insiders today. As president, LBJ forced General "Quim" out of the army by refusing to promote him, suspecting that he fraternized with fascists and encouraged Neo-Nazi activity in the ranks of troops stationed in Germany, acting in concert with the fringe-right emerging in the US, personified in 1964 by Goldwater, and later by Dick Nixon, the handlers who glommed on to Ronald Reagan, George H. Bush, Newt Gingrich, and now the shallow Bush Brat himself.
While Schorr only suggests that Sally was impacted by her hatred of Johnson (pardon the pun) and Democrats in general, we can tell you that she lives every day of her miserable, worthless life plotting still against the Clintons -- and making list after list of people she will not invite to her filthy table day after day.
We've actually been to Quinn's home -- and can tell you that it's a disaster waiting to happen. We even saw a small roach on a side table filled with food that appeared to come from the local 7-Eleven.
The bottom line: Army brat Sally's as cheap as the day is long... in every respect.
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