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As if things couldn’t get any worse for John Edwards, a call girl working for the “Millionaire Madam” Anna Gristina told investigators she was paid to have sex with the former senator when he was fundraising in New York during his failed 2004 presidential bid (DNAinfo, March 22, 2012). He is the first big name to be brought to light in connection with Gristina’s Upper East Side prostitution ring.
According to DNAinfo, the Edwards campaign spent thousands of dollars for near-monthly sojourns at the Loews Hotels Regency at 540 Park Avenue in 2007 as well as stays at other Manhattan hotels. The Loews is also where it is believed he met the infamous videographer-turned-home wrecker, Rielle Hunter.
My heart goes out to Edwards’s kids, the collateral damage in this seemingly endless downward spiral of his. I guess it disturbs me even more because I was such a fan of Edwards during his presidential bids. I bought into his “Two Americas” speech and all the trimmings, like a sumptuous Thanksgiving feast. I believed the candidate some called the “next Bill Clinton” could triumph and save the day and the country.
In his own words, “One America does the work while another America reaps the reward. One America pays the taxes while another America gets tax breaks.”
The millworker’s son turned incredibly successful trial lawyer got me fired up! In 2003, James Carville, Bill Clinton’s former strategist, said Edwards gave the best stump speech he had ever heard. His wife Elizabeth said in her memoir, “They were handing up anything that could be signed—napkins, envelopes. Here’s the back of my deposit slip, sign that.”
The Des Moines Register endorsed Edwards on January 11, 2004, saying “John Edwards is one of those rare, naturally gifted politicians who doesn’t need a long record of public service to inspire confidence in his abilities. His life has been one of accomplishing the unexpected, amid flashes of brilliance.”
Where is that John, the one I, and so many other Americans, thought they knew? Like his Two Americas, there were apparently Two Johns as well. What a pity. John, We Hardly Knew Ye.