I won’t even pretend to be unbiased. This is, after all, a blog. And what is a blog, if not a platform for blowhards? Enough disclaimers -- here’s the deal: Rielle Hunter has always kicked up my gag reflex. For one thing, I am a wife. And we wives types tend to not puffy-heart obvious poachers. For another thing, I once really liked John Edwards and wanted him to be president (hard to even admit now, but true). And finally, I still love Elizabeth Edwards -- for all the usual reasons. But Rielle just popped up again, like a trashy Whack-a-Mole game (for the purposes of this word picture, please visualize me gripping a giant mallet), and this time she’s talking. She has a lot to say, and it’s all pretty icky (she calls him Johnny rather than John -- she’d never emasculate him -- etc.). But what really bums me out are the pictures. Think soft focus and stuffed animals. Shudder. I’ll leave it at that.
So here are my questions -- is there anything worse than having your husband father a child with another woman -- and then having said woman go public…proudly? What the hell would you do?