Poor John


Not all that long ago, I wanted John Edwards to be our president.

I loved his compassion.

I loved his philosophies.

I loved his idealism.

Of course, as we now know, it was all bulls***. He was the ultimate modern politician—a snake oil salesman spewing bliss from one side of his mouth while living according to an entirely different set of ideals.

Earlier today, Edwards finally admitted that he is the father of a 2-year-old girl; the product of an affair he had on his cancer-stricken wife. He issued the following statement:

“I have been providing financial support for Quinn and have reached an agreement with her mother to continue providing support in the future,” Edwards said in a statement to The Associated Press. “To all those I have disappointed and hurt, these words will never be enough, but I am truly sorry.”

It’s amazing. In 2008, I wanted Edwards to be my president. In 2010, I wouldn’t trust him with a job at McDonald’s. A scumbag, plain and simple, who deserves his current—and permanent—fate of political nothingness.

A sad demise.

2 thoughts on “Poor John”

  1. I hate to be the voice of dissent here, but, Jeff, weren’t you writing a month ago that you didn’t think the details of the Tiger Woods case were really any of our business? Why is John Edwards any different? Why do we care if a politician (or a golfer for that matter..) cheated on his wife? If you agree with the guy on the issues and think that he will use his power to advance the causes that you agree with, why do you care what he does with his cock when he’s off the clock?
    There have been politicians and great leaders in the past that simply weren’t able to stay faithful. Does that make their accomplishments any less impressive? Did Martin Luther King’s inability to keep it in his pants make his dream any less vivid? Does Thomas Jefferson’s taste for brown sugar make the Decleration of Indepence any less brilliant? I don’t think so.
    I know that dishonesty is not an admirable quality, but in today’s media culture, that has somehow set monogamous marriages up as the end-all/be-all, (although, statistically, most guys don’t really feel that way at all) guys who grow tired of their vanilla sex lives and go in search of something else are completely villified. They are put in the position where they are forced to lie, or else they will be unemployable. Why? What do we gain from this as a culture?
    Why are we completely incapable of minding our own business?

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