Mark Sanford Gets Lucky. Again.

Sometimes it's better to be lucky than good. And if you're South Carolina Gov. Mark Sanford it's better to be lucky than a "good boy."

Sanford was looking at being fodder for the tabloids on a Jon and Kate level after getting busted fresh from an Argentine love tryst. And, as an aside, proving that, yes, Sonia Sotomayor was correct in saying that a wise Latina woman can arrive to better conclusions than a white man 'cause at the very least Sanford's wise Latina paramour was smart enough to not have to pack a passport and hop a plane just to get a little something.

So, I'm sure Sanford went to bed on Wednesday night praying to whatever God whose commandments he disrespects: "Oh, please, Lord, could you stir up a little something to grab the attention of the quickly distracted media?"

Then Thursday morning comes news that actress Farrah Fawcett had died.

And I'm sure Sanford prayed again: "Uh, what else you got?"

Michael Jackson.

Way to get lucky. Not since Gary Condit who, days after squirming on Connie Chung's grill, was able to hide behind the news wall that was 9/11, has a politician been so in debt to the churn-and-burn media.

Sanford now has until Sunday, ironically, and the morning political roundtables which will surely focus more on his abdication than our loss of "The Gloved One" to try and keep a finger tip's grip on his office.

May not happen, as now it seems the man who famously refused federal stimulus dollars used state funds to get himself stimulated south of the border.

On Father's day.

President Obama spent the day giving sermons on the importance of fathers being good role models for their sons.

Sanford's got four of them.

So much for the culture wars.