Fun With Play-Dough

God, I love scandals; and Rep. Vito Fossella’s is a great one: After getting pulled over for driving drunk, he had to admit he was on his way to see his “second family.”  His mistress, with whom he has a love child (isn’t that an awesome expression), is a retired Air Force Lieutenant Colonel by the name of Laura Fay. His statement (answering questions about my political future is the furthest from my mind) aside, Fossella was forced to resign anyway. He cried like a baby while doing so, because, of course, he’s feeling “very, very bad” about everything that happened.

Sure you do, you dipshit. It always sucks when you get caught, doesn’t it?

The funny part about all this is the discussion immediately after the arrest; apparently, opinions differed about whether he should resign or not. The Republican Party isn’t keen on a special election, for fear they’ll lose (you think?) and some would have preferred Fossella serve out his term until November. Okay, granted; the Republicans would like to buy some time, I can understand that. But honestly, people: driving drunk, having an affair that has lasted for years, having a child with the mistress, really, there’s only so much dirt you can sweep under the mat before the bulge starts showing.

Back to the old questions: why do so many politicians think they can get away with it? And when will we finally see one that stands up on the podium and declares: “Hell, yes, I did it, and I’m not sorry. Can you blame me for having an affair? Have you seen my wife?”