I'm not saying she's a golddigger. . .

Even though it's a mute point, I'm still a little obsessed with the John Edwards-Rielle Hunter affair.  An article in last week's issue of Newsweek by a journalist who developed some strange friendship with Rielle consisted of a very interesting memoir.  The journalist had been covering John Edwards's campaign back in 2004.  He noticed this woman, considered to be attractive, who was hanging around.  Rielle Hunter was making video clips of Senator Edwards, whom she touted as the next "Gandhi".  Now, as an Indian American, I find that offensive.  I lean to the left, however, John Edwards as the next "Mahatma" is a very far cry from plausible.  Maureen Dowd had a wonderful column, with one of my favorite lines, "'You cannot beat me up more than I have already beaten up myself.  I have been stripped bare.' Isn't stripping bare how he got into this mess?", in reference to a statement he made in response to the news breaking.  Of course, Hunter recently gave birth to a daughter, claiming her baby daddy was Senator Edwards.  However, one of his campaign aides stepped up to claim the baby daddy role, as he now lives in California in a multimillion dollar home.

As a hard working, accomplished, not-that-unattractive woman with integrity, I am embarrassed by women like Rielle Hunter.  So many like her, who make people think that they are attractive, manipulate men, and eventually, sleep with whomever can catapult their very own starpower.  Of course, we are reading this garbage, and watching it on the news.  Politicians, by nature, are expected to have extramarital affairs.  I don't completely blame the men.  Women can be opportunistic leeches.  My cousin used to label them, "needy bitches".  There is some codependent, yet desirable quality that these women appear to exude, convincing men that they are the ultimate prize.  They sleep with these men quite early in the getting- acquainted process.  Men, as we all know, will basically sleep with anything breathing that has a place to stick it.  Of course, they conveniently forget to take that birth control pill or they don't insist that the guy uses that condom in his Louis Vuitton wallet.  Low and behold, a child is born, a symbol of the gold-digging, opportunist who has no maternal instinct.  They are in the same category as rats, who eventually will cannabalize their own offspring.