How about shutting the fuck up?
First of all, I’m not interested in the details of Mark Sanford’s sex scandal.
Second: I’m not too proud of anyone who acts this way. I don’t want someone who will betray their relationship having the reins of power.
However
I know this happens. I know this happens a lot. And I have this to say:
Shut the fuck up, sanford. No, really, shut the fuck up.
All across America, in fact the world, guys are stepping out on their wives, wives stepping out on thier husbands. I don’t know their motivations and I don’t care. They do so discreetly. They do so in conjunction with already planned business trips. They have legitimate reasons not to be home that no living soul would suspect are ulterior. They do not tell anyone. They keep the “secret” even from the object of their clandestine affection until the moment of the assignation. They don’t discuss it, they don’t think about it, they don’t go out of their way to do it. If it doesn’t fall naturally into the rythm of their lives they don’t do it. And they don’t run around crying about it.
That rock solid guy you work with? Tuesdays, in summer, after golf, he gets a hummer in the car from a woman he met on the course. It’s been going on for twelve years, and will probably continue until he can’t get it up anymore. That receptionist with the bad hair and nice smile? She goes on vacation every year with the “girls” but gets her own room “because I snore so loud” and spends all night with a cabana boy. Sometimes she even takes her nice smile out and gives him a special treat. And for twenty three years, each year it has been a different cabana boy, and each year her friends wonder why she’s so tired all the time, and nobody is the wiser. That dazzling urbanite with the full social calendar? She brings her husband to her boyfriend’s house. His wife gets a headache and goes to bed, her husband drinks until he sees pink elephants, and the two of them have sex on the pool table in the rec room.
These are all members of MY FAMILY. I bet a few members of your family are the same, and you’ll never know it for a second. Because most people can keep their mouths shut. And I don’t give a damn. If you want to damage your reputation before the Creator, it’s your business. Shut the hell up.
My mother’s been following the story (mostly because she’s so impressed with Sanford’s wife — she (mom) isn’t normally a gossip hound), and her thought last night was that Sanford wants out. He keeps talking about how this woman is his soulmate and blah blah blah, to which I say horsehockey. Eighty percent of the people on this planet either never meet their soulmate or are already married when they do run into them. Suck it up and deal already. Jackass.
I’ve but one word for Sanford…..
STFU!!!!
I would imagine better then 50% of the adult (?) population have either had relations outside of their marriage that was in violation of the spirit of the law if not the letter of same. I am not going to throw stones my house of glass is far too flimsy.
You and Fran (Porretto) pretty much it it right on the mark. That the act itself is wrong, that although the perp is wrong, we (collectively) might want to get off our high horses, get past this story, and back to more important issues at hand. The soon to be ex wife, the philandering husband, in some cases- the “new” significant other, and “The Man Upstairs” are the only ones who have major parts to play in this tragic-comedy.
Let the people of South Carolina make the call about whether he stays in the Governor’s office or not, that is their choice, as for the rest of us, we have more pressing things to attend to.
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Where does the socialite live?
Vman, she’s 96 years old. But South Bend, Indiana, if you’re still inarested.
Hey. She’s under a hundie. I gots my standards, and that’s it.