She was not a horrible person. But she was also not, as Monica Lewinsky claims, a victim of a phenomenon now known as cyberbullying. She was a victim of a backstabbing "friend" named Linda Tripp who betrayed confidences of the then 22-year old White House intern. She was the victim of a political vendetta by Republicans and a prosecutor named Ken Starr who made Les Miserables' obsessive, heartless policeman Jabert look like Andy Griffith's portrayal of the kindly sheriff of Mayberry. She was the victim of an older man who threw her to the wolves to try to save his political career and Democrats who were invested in that career. But primarily, Monica Lewinsky was the victim of her own colossal stupidity.
She was having an affair with a sitting, married President of the United States, and she was saving souvenir semen from him, and bragged about it. We all make mistakes, but even at 22, that was taking naivety to an astounding level.
I don't fault Lewinsky for going on a crusade to rehabilitate her reputation. It's a smart thing to do. But it doesn't mean I have to buy it. And in any case, who really cares anymore?