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    The Clintons Are Nervous About 2020

    At a gathering in Washington, D.C., over the weekend, Bill Clinton said it is time to fight a battle with “our oldest demons.”
    by Edward-Isaac Dovere Apr 29, 2019 5 minutes
    Source: Reuters

    The Clintons are on edge about 2020. Like pretty much every other Democrat in America, Bill and Hillary are nervous that their party’s primary field is too large, that it’s going to be dominated by the wrong kind of debate, that the candidates will succumb to their worst instincts, and that President Donald Trump will out-bully them anyway.

    While Trump was holding a campaign rally in Wisconsin on Saturday night, the once and would-be presidents spent the evening onstage, in the latest stop of the traveling show they’ve been doing all around the country for a combination of cash and adulation, being otherwise forced into retirement earlier than planned. There’s a bit of a farewell-concert-tour feeling to the event—Hillary, tell the story of the Osama bin Laden raid one more time! Bill,

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