Last week, a world mourned when Dame Sally Quinn, of the Washington, DC Bradlee-Quinns, had her print column -- which I believe was titled "The Drowsy Chaperone" -- axed by Washington Post Executive Editor Marcus Brauchli after she used the space to overshare about her dysfunctional familial relationships.
But the good news, via Wonkette's Jim Newell, is that you can't keep her off the internets, or the Twitter!
And right out the gate, Quinn's busting caps in the asses of all of her nemeses:
You thought you could just resign as the White House Social SECRETARY without Sally Quinn croaking over your legacy, Desiree Rogers? No, no, you will be held to account for that time some unsavory guests attended and nearly ruined a state dinner that nobody outside of Washington really cared about.
And Quinn's not afraid to get MAD GEOPOLITICAL:
Oh! Does it not burn, South African President Jacob Zuma, to know that you will not be invited to Sally Quinn's Seaside Banquet With Riparian Entertainments?