Premise: Hillary's rage that night was surely one of the most authentic sights ever shown on television, prompting the thought that, unlike the absurd Linda Tripp, both Clintons really are us, in our various phases--and incidentally that Hillary may be the only first lady in my lifetime (which goes back a bit) that one can even imagine being friends with.

Hypothesis: Although it was unbecoming politically, Hillary's outrage made her seem relatable to a lot of women.
Relation: neutral