Saturday, July 26, 2008

I first posted on this last Tuesday.

It's a terrible blow; this ongoing shame that Elizabeth Edwards, who is fighting cancer, has to endure.

First, having to find out that her loving husband had an affair with Rielle Hunter (who then bore Senator Edward's love child); then to find out more from The National Enquirer that her loving, caring husband is still having that affair, meeting Rielle Hunter in a posh Beverly Hills hotel, and subsequently getting chased into a men's room by Enquirer photogs and reporters, and now, finally, this sordid affair will (finally!) become national news (despite the best efforts of the MSM to ignore it) because some of The National Enquirer's staff has pressed charges against hotel security (necessitating the re-appearance of John Edwards in a deposition or in a court room).

What a low-down anal pore.

At least his chances of being VP on Obama's ticket were flushed down that hotel restroom stall in Beverly Hills, where John spent 15 minutes cowering, before he was summarily trotted out and thrown off Hotel grounds by grim-faced Hotel Security.

That's as close to a perp march as we'll ever see John Edwards take.

But for Elizabeth Edwards, I have deep sympathy. She certainly didn't need this callous asshole as husband; even with his millions of dollars of slick lawyering fees and his Silky Pony good looks, she could have done (and did deserve) much better.

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