One of my biggest regrets, at least politically speaking, is that I invested as much as I did in the John Edwards campaign. It sounds incredibly naive in retrospect, I know, but I really believed that he was sincerely running because he wanted to stand up for regular Americans, and bring morality and integrity back to the White House. He was a charismatic son of a bitch, and I ate it up. Fortunately for all of us, though, he imploded before he could do too much damage. It’s an embarrassing chapter in my life that I’d like to put behind me, but some folks won’t let me. My friend Eric just forwarded me the following picture, taken a few evenings ago by his cousin, at a bar on the campus of the University of North Carolina. It’s a little dark, but that’s John Edwards, getting the number of a co-ed… I could care less that the guy gets laid. That’s not what makes me feel sick. What bothers me is that this, at least as far as I can tell, is how he spends his time these days, instead of traveling around the country advocating on behalf of the poor and disenfranchised. I could have accepted the lying and the philandering, if, after getting caught, he owned up to what he’d done, and continued the RFK-inspired campaign that he’d begun. If he’d continued to work on the problem of poverty without the White House as an objective, I’d still support him to this day. The reality is that he probably never really cared, though. It’s hard to accept, but it looks now as if the whole thing was a very calculated act of political theater.
John Edwards picking up college girls
By Mark | October 17, 2010