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Oh hey, looks like now that someone knows he'll never be president, he's relaxing a bit. John Edwards, the man who became a fiery populist in 2007 or so but still could not interest voters, is in a spot of trouble! Drudge: "NATIONAL ENQUIRER CATCHES JOHN EDWARDS AT BEVERLY HILTON." Now. Matt won't say what he was "caught" doing, but we hear he was with a lady. Sigh. This is going to make us look quite the fool for being skeptical of those last Edwards rumors. Ha ha oh shit, the Enquirer story is up and it involves a LOVE CHILD.
Vice Presidential candidate Sen. John Edwards was caught visiting his mistress and secret love child at 2:40 this morning in a Los Angeles hotel by the NATIONAL ENQUIRER.
The married ex-senator from North Carolina - whose wife Elizabeth continues to battle cancer — met with his mistress, blonde divorcee Rielle Hunter, at the Beverly Hilton on Monday night July 21 - and the NATIONAL ENQUIRER was there! He didn't leave until early the next morning.
Then the reporter cornered Edwards and Edwards hid in a bathroom for 15 minutes. Seriously.
Last year, the National Enquirer (with an assist from HuffPo!) revealed this secret torrid affair between John Edwards and this crazy hippie lady who used to kinda do some work for his campaign. We thought the whole thing was patently ridiculous! But now John Edwards is determined to prove us wrong, apparently.
This is a brilliant piece of old-fashioned scandal-mongering from The Enquirer, as it apparently involved months of reporting work and it ended in a perfect, inescapable gotcha moment. It's actually surreal! While we never assume that any politician is faithful, Edwards does have that strong-willed lovable wife. Everyone loves Elizabeth! (Except veterans of her husband's campaign, but that's neither here nor there.) And she's dying of cancer. So basically John Edwards will never work in this nation again.
Our mom will be seriously disappointed.
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