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Let's be clear; in equal proportion to her victimhood, Elizabeth Edwards also aided and abetted her husband in deceiving Democratic voters on an unprecedented scale.
The Edwards story is a watershed moment; the point when mainstream media's relevancy developed irreparable cracks, when an army of bloggers overran the stodgy elitist guard.
Lots of women Edwards encountered could provide sex, but Hunter, a self-styled videographer, came equipped with both sex and face time.
As we head into the the Democratic convention, the scandal isn't over -- it's really just beginning. Don't blame the media, blame John Edwards.
If Phelps is going to inspire little boys to work on their butterfly, what in heaven's name is Hunter's pay-off going to encourage little girls to do?
In the end Edwards, like Spitzer before him, will fade into the Gary Hart night. What will we be left with but more tawdry feelings about a couple we admired. There's nothing good in it. Let's stop gossiping.
Self-help books don't help me. But Hunter calls this one transformative. Who am I to argue? She transformed herself from barfly to well-paid campaign video-documentarian in a matter of weeks.
Does the MSM feel as though it has to make up for the months it avoided the Edwards story and left the National Enquirer to go for the gold alone? Edwards acted like a bigtime jerk, but do the rest of us have to also?
A surprising footnote to the Edwards affair is that Rielle Hunter turns out to be the prototype of the heroine of Jay McInerney's Story of My Lif...
Because Edwards is out of office, not on the ballot, and now out of the running for a convention speech, VP slot or cabinet post, the scandal will have little effect on Democrats' chances this fall.
As for his wife's cancer being in remission, if you wanted to pick one detail in this story that suggests John Edwards is, in fact, a lizard using a $400 haircut to masquerade as a human being, that would be the one.
Last night, National Enquirer Editor David Perel dropped another bombshell -- that Edwards has had three meetings with Hunter at the Beverly Hills Hilton.
I think I know why I'm still banned. Markos got this story totally wrong and his wrongness set the tone over at Daily Kos for everyone who attacked me and who continue to attack me to this day.
Make sure your scandal is consistent with your story. We always knew Bill Clinton wasn't a saint, and he never claimed to be one. That's why multiple sex scandals failed to destroy his career.
Going out and getting stupidly laid and then coming home and reconciling with the wife is not the same as going out, getting stupidly laid, divorcing the crippled wife and marrying the pretty young thing.
Edwards, who chalks up his sexual indiscretions to unbridled narcissism, flatly denies he's the father of Hunter's six month old baby. So let's get this straight: he's unequivocally denying something else?
