We may never know what Hilary Clinton was thinking during the 1998 Monica Lewinsky episode or how Silda Wall Spitzer was reacting when Eliot Spitzer strayed or whether Huma Abedin was severely stand-by-your-man-tested over Anthony Weiner's vigorous sexting. We might never know any of this, but Bruce Clybourne Park Norris has some ideas.
I continue to curse my inability to be in the right place at the right time, specifically on United's website for 15 minutes on September 12 when fares for most domestic United flights dropped to zero, save for a few paltry taxes and fees.
Oh, if only the winds had blown in a new direction we could have enjoyed Weinerdom for years to come.
Before we get this ball rolling, we have two minor points which relate to the calendar which we feel merit mentioning. First, for the superstitious among us, it's not only Friday the 13th, but it's actually a double-dose, being 9/13/13. Wooo! Scary!
Pondering this question about Molly Ivins several times a day has become a new hobby of mine since the spectacular Senator from Fort Worth, Wendy Davis, stood up for 13 hours and basically destroyed the Republican Party in Texas.
In a summer when our public officials again elevated lewd behavior to the public square, remember Vashti. Don't just remember her, join me in paying tribute.
These men, lost inside their hubris and narcissism, have stolen these narratives from our children. They leave us to explain what it all means while they continue to make us watch them. It is not fair to our children. I wish these men would go away, disappear from the public stage, and go off to deal with their pathologies in private.
We will be better off as a country the more equal we are and the more opportunity we provide for the best and brightest to rise to the top, regardless of the economic station people are born into. Unfortunately, we've gotten away from this conviction over the last few decades.
Even though most of the people who would have loved Viewpoint with John Fugelsang were never given the chance to watch it, the show gave a voice to topics, opinions and guests not normally heard on shows of this kind.
Until female politicians are engaged in scandal to the same extent as men and treated equally when their indignities are revealed, we cannot claim to have achieved parity in politics.
It's time -- it's past time -- for Bob Filner to go. ...
What is it that makes some men think that if a woman accepts their Facebook friend request, she's ready for Sexy time, Borat-style? Terminal optimism? An embrace of the precious moment? Does playing Whack-a-Mole with female sexuality allow some men to achieve the Power of Now?
Before dismissing a man who made a mistake five years ago, women should look at the total record and the whole person before deciding if Eliot Spitzer is a candidate worth supporting.
Regret means saying to someone you hurt or injured, "Okay, I get it. I'm sorry, I did wrong. I'll go get treatment. It won't happen again. Can we just move on?"
For years such conduct was kept out of the media by mutual consent. Now, as in the case of Weiner, it is flaunted as a courageous episode of revelation and self-confession, complete with abject apologies.
Where there's a great risk, the level of excitement and thrill is heightened and there's an effort to push the envelope further and further. The greater the risk the greater the thrill.