So he chose to sling his legal briefs across the lampshade on a nightstand of somebody other than his fatty, cancer-riddled wife.  Gingrich did it!  McCain did it!  I don’t really care. The only thing that matters to me is a candidate’s integrity on the issues.  After all, if he has the integrity to screw over the most important person in his life for the last 30 years after he sent her out in a wig and crutches to attack Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama while he hid behind her disease how could that possibly reflect on his decision making with more power?

Who cares?  I mean, like, that’s between them and stuff.  She needs to pull herself up out of chemotherapy and go into psychotherapy until they can hash out why she isn’t ringing his bell.

So he’s his chief fundraisers have been paying his mistress off under the table.  So Mr. Two-Americas sent his bastard child off with his single mother.  So he made one of his married apparatchiks take the fall for it.  So he hid it for a year.  So the national press refused to cover it as a favor to him out of more respect for his wife than he ever had for her.

God.  Who hasn’t done the exact same thing?

In closing, if you believe half the garbage you write you should demand that Edwards retain a primetime speech at the Democrat Convention.  Otherwise, you’re just a lying, spinning shitbag.  Of that, I’m already 99% sure*.

Exurban has the photo no one wants to see.

Outside The Narrative Update:  Elizabeth Edwards pens a diary for the Kossacks tonight:

Our family has been through a lot. Some caused by nature, some caused by human weakness, and some – most recently – caused by the desire for sensationalism and profit without any regard for the human consequences. None of these has been easy.  But we have stood with one another through them all.  Although John believes he should stand alone and take the consequences of his action now, when the door closes behind him, he has his family waiting for him.

Yes.  And completely known to you that family behind that door was in a hotel room keeping baby up at 2 in the morning to see daddy.

John made a terrible mistake in 2006.  The fact that it is a mistake that many others have made before him did not make it any easier for me to hear when he told me what he had done. But he did tell me. And we began a long and painful process in 2006, a process oddly made somewhat easier with my diagnosis in March of 2007.

So that’s an admission, right?  That’s saying she knew that he was out there lying to the cameras when this story broke in December 2007.  Though poor, poor John Edwards is neither black or a woman*, she used her cancer diagnosis as a political tool to cover for her philandering, jobless, unelected husband.

When it comes to class, that’s apparently something that someone firmly ensconced in the better of the Two Americas still can’t buy.

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