As regular readers know, I have zero use for John Edwards. No useatall. It is a visceral thing . . . born of the former ambulance-chaser declaring that he would be the state's most accessible Senator ever . . . then pretty much abandoning his obligations to we ordinary folk in order to pursue his rabid ambition (which included establishing a Southern-fried version of the Kennedy compound).
Some new drama must be imminently in the works for the NYT (embarrassingly scooped, as was every other MSM outlet, by the National Enquirer) to be dissecting Edwards' "spectacular rise and fall":
According to people familiar with the grand jury investigation, prosecutors are considering a complicated and novel legal issue: whether payments to a candidate’s mistress to ensure her silence (and thus maintain the candidate’s viability) should be considered campaign donations and thus whether they should be reported. When Mr. Edwards was running for president, and even later when he still held out hope of a senior cabinet position in the Obama administration, two of his wealthy patrons, through a once-trusted Edwards aide, quietly provided Ms. Hunter with large financial benefits, including a new BMW and lodging, that were used to keep her out of public view.
Elizabeth has "yet to be brought around" to the notion that her husband should own up to "it's" paternity.
That's all old news. Yet we have another story on these two taking up newsprint that could go to something else.
On the other hand, "denouement" was a word I actually had to look up (cudos to the NYT because that does not happen often).
And it's a really good word. It kinda describes what I've been looking for too . . . something that neither North Carolina's "favorite son" (not) nor his blogging (not) wife (Wow! A quadruple negative!) . . . could be bothered to help this daughter-of-a-teacher-burned-by-a-mill-town-hospital with . . . for all of their high & mighty prattle on public service and healthcare reform.
Evening Update: Yep. The sound you hear is the other shoe dropping with a sickening thud. The NYT knows how to set up a story.
The Dave Matthews Band? How lame does it get?
Just waiting for "denouement", I suppose.
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