The David Petraeus scandal is a tragedy of personal and global importance. Who could have possibly predicted such an undoing? None other than fake pundit Martin Eisenstadt... five years ago, to be exact.
Talk shows hosts are much more interested in tempting their public with the red meat of what could be mistaken for a new hit cable TV series than focusing on the fact that General Petraeus' strategies in Iraq and Afghanistan were not, in the long term, a stunning success.
Obama has one move. He needs to call in Colin Powell to help him put out the escalating inferno and to restore both credibility and a sense of integrity to the military high command. Only Powell has both the status and the national-security gravitas to help Obama steady this dangerously rocking ship.
Whenever I was misbehaving as a young man, my late great Dad always threatened to send me away to military school. I had no idea that my father -- a Naval officer back in the day -- was thinking of ways for me to someday meet women.
In an unusual development, former CIA Director David Petraeus will be teaming up with former New York State Attorney General Eliot Spitzer, former U.S. Representative Anthony Weiner, and former Senator John Edwards to secretly fight crime as a group called The Insatiables.
Colloquial English language has no word for that -- no label we use to describe the man with whom a married woman cheats. Gigolo doesn't really cover it. Lover, perhaps, but no newspaper account would use it in a situation like this because their goal is to talk about sex without directly mentioning it. Paramour? That just sounds ridiculous.
Just because there are no e-mails that are flatly incriminating, does this means that secrets weren't passed? What do men do to impress the women with whom they're involved? They show off. Can we be absolutely sure that Petraeus didn't say things to impress his paramour?
How foolish it all looks. The sudden resignation. The photos of the "other woman," grinning as she shakes hands with the once-esteemed Four Star General. Senior members of congressional intelligence committees outraged that they weren't informed of an FBI investigation into the Director of the CIA.
With apologies to Jon Stewart who I am sure is all over this, I thought it was time to name the ever-expanding military sex scandal.
The fact is that Washington has always been a sex-crazed town. Sex is the one entitlement that no matter how many powerful men, and now women, get outed and put in the stocks to be hooted or reviled by their fellow adulterers in the media and the hallowed halls of Government, the lure of the hormonal urge continues on its merry way.
You leave a digital footprint. No matter how well you believe you cover it all up.
There they go again -- powerful men having illicit affairs while their apologists blame the women. Didn't we just vote to reject these Mad Men mores in last week's election? Apparently not everyone got the message.
I hate hypocrites. And the first word that came to mind when I heard about David Petraeus's extramarital affair was "hypocrite."
The chairwoman of the Senate Intelligence Committee, Sen. Dianne Feinstein, is in a huff because she was kept in the dark about CIA Director David Pet...
As I watched as Petraeus tendered his resignation to the military and tepidly thanked his wife "Hol," I was horrified and saddened. This is their personal tragedy and I'm curious to see what decision she makes -- but another question lingers, perhaps a more interesting ethical question.
Few of those so heartbroken over Petraeus' fall indicated any concern over potential compromise of classified material until pressed, or that men in Petraeus' situation are often distracted by their infatuations as well as the need to continually cover their subterfuge.