Maureen Dowd in the New York Times wrote the political obituary of John Edwards today. She didn't seem to regret it, really. You might say she relished the opportunity, since scolding men for their wayward marital ways won her a Pulitzer Prize way back in the days when she was attacking Bill Clinton relentlessly for his shenanigans with Monica. It's obviously a thing for Maureen, this all-too-common phenomenon of powerful men with a roving eye. I suppose at some point she must have written about women who cheat, but if she has I missed the column.
John Edwards’s political career is over, and he’s being investigated by the feds about whether he used campaign funds to underwrite his affair. Nobody — except Rielle — has any interest in hearing from him again. Americans would have been relieved if the last we heard of him was that cringe-inducing “Nightline” interview last year, when he made the argument that he was a helpless narcissist and that he hit on Rielle when Elizabeth’s cancer was in remission.