Sex, Lies, and Dirty Diapers
”Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive.”
The “Two Americas” boy, “Breck girl,” Jumpin’ Johnny Edwards had a great deal of experience deceiving both as a trial attorney making millions and driving up malpractice premiums and later in his personal life.
The North Carolina po’ boy became a caricature of the nouveau riche lacking finesse and flaunting his newfound wealth with his ostentatious 28,200 square foot house plus rec center set on rambling 102 acres. Then he got his comeuppance.
The fifty six year old Edwards finally came clean and admitted to what most people have suspected for a very long time, that he had dallied in the valley with campaign worker Rielle Hunter, 42, and made a baby with her almost 2 years ago.
He didn’t go quietly into that admission, figuratively kicking and screaming for more than 2 years, ever since he was caught by the National Enquirer skulking about the Beverly Hilton Hotel in the middle of a September, 2008 night and then seeking refuge in a basement toilet until the coast was clear.
See “A Modern Icarus Crashing and Burning,” http://bit.ly/6TBmj1
They say confession is good for the soul and Jumpin’ Johnny’s soul must be feeling very good today . . .
(Read more at http://www.genelalor.com/blog1/?p=1438)
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