Surely a kinder and sadder story can be whittled from the same evidence, to  that Hillary, a blue-stocking in love with a glamorpuss, had too eagerly bought Bill's Gladstone-like tales of helping troubled young women to find  enough so anyway to make a potential laughingstock of herself by repeating them on television, and enough also to give Bill some terrible legal advice in the specific matter of Monica.
Hillary is in love with glamorpuss.