Lee Woodruff: In Defense of Elizabeth Edwards and Other Enablers (Huffington Post)

by Viviane on 08/15/2008

in adultery,infidelity,marriage

…My point is that we don’t really know exactly what she knew. And there is no point in continuing to kick her now. What people do in the dynamics of a marriage is really their business. After the camera takes the confession, after the public figure is humiliated, after we all shake our heads and say “how is it possible these guys think it will never be discovered?” (Do politicians no longer study history, despite their hubris colored glasses?) it’s time for us to back away from the bleeding body of the wife.

In fact, how about this theory? Has anyone considered that she didn’t know anything in 2006, but in the face of all of this media attention, in all the hideous accusations that are raining down on a family with three innocent kids, perhaps she decided to present a united front and look like an “enabler” to protect them, not him. To make it go away faster. Because really it’s all a mess.

Lee Woodruff: In Defense of Elizabeth Edwards and Other Enablers [Updated].

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    Cheater’s Rap

    John Edwards talked about Dad’s mill,
    While sleeping with a chick off the pill,
    He lied and fibbed to the MS press,
    And, awoke early to preen and dress.

    His wife, Elizabeth, knew the lie in 2006,
    But supported John in Iowa while sick,
    They stole Hillary’s honest votes daily,
    And laughed on cue, and hiding Rielle.

    Why did John lie like a cheatin’ rat ?
    No “New Deal” for the average Democrat,
    While Obama and Hillary fought on the stump,
    John Edwards watched Rielle grow a bump.

    Now John’s love child is common news,
    And Fred Baron has money to lose,
    Rielle, now nursing, has jetted away,
    Even Geraldo has joined the fray!

    John’s affair has hurt his poor kids,
    More than Clinton’s cigars ever did,
    A sordid tale that some call a crock,
    The only winner, a loser named Barack!

    Like dogs in heat, Edwards did pant,
    Defined forever, just like Hugh Grant,
    Tabloids paid to get the sleaze,
    Is it John’s baby, mister please?

    See Barack in Hawaii like Bobby Vinton,
    Unaware the DNC plans to elect a Clinton,
    Edwards may face time from the tax man,
    But not if a pardon is part of Obama’s plan.

    While Elizabeth cries over her brood,
    Baby mama with John was not a prude,
    Gone the innocent days of Tom Sawyer,
    John gettin’ love like a real trial lawyer.

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