John Edwards. Rielle Hunter. Jay McInerney. The latest celebrity sex scandal being reported on in the American press was 25 years in the making and includes a would-be President, a once-famous, sometimes decent writer, and a coke whore “media expert.” Who needs the Lifetime Channel when we have this?
After intrepid reporting by the National Enquirer (I can’t believe I just wrote that), Edwards admitted to having an affair with Rielle Hunter in 2006. Edwards confessed:
Edwards, honestly, admits to becoming a fathead. This is the same thinking that regularly leads others to cheating, including professional athletes, actors and actresses, and politicians. It shouldn’t surprise anyone, unless one investigates the history of his paramour, Rielle Hunter.
Rielle Hunter was formerly called Lisa Druck. She was a noted coke-snorting, bed-hopping (not that there’s anything wrong with that) 80’s New York party girl. In fact, after a liaison with McInerny in the post Bright Lights, Big City era, she became the inspiration for the main character of his forgettable second novel, Story of My Life. Mysteriously, the book was about a trampy, coke-snorting New York woman who was trying to find her way in life. The character based on Hunter, Allison Poole, was also skewered in two of Bret Ellis’s novels. That indicates one of two things: either she was incredibly loathsome or Ellis was one celebrity Hunter wouldn’t give it up for.
Twenty years later, Hunter became a public figure again, initially for filming campaign “webisodes” for Edwards’ failed 2008 Presidential bid. In an interview with “Extra,” Hunter admitted:
“I’ve never really been interested in politics in my life. I voted twice.”
Perhaps this explains why her webisodes proved to be tremendously ineffective. And while she found politics “a gross environment,” Hunter did find Edwards to be “interesting,” “real,” and “authentic.” Apparently, she also found him steamy, and really, really hot.
The sole beneficiary of this scandal is McInerny. He’s got a 2007 book, The Good Life, to publicize and the press is knocking on his door again, if only to ask about Hunter. However, thanks to the scandal, Story of My Lifehas just been reprinted. While The Good Life is ranked 80,125 in book sales on Amazon, Story of My Life has climbed to 1,828.
It’s the rest of us who are the losers here. And not because the Hangover-endorsed Edwards has skuttled his chances for future public service. At this point, it’s impossible to care about a full-of-shit politician, no matter what his (or her) message.
The more serious problem exposed by this scandal is the tabloid culture that owns America. As citizens, we should have more important things to think about than a failed politician hooking up with a bottle-blonde scratching and clawing for another Wharholian 15 minutes. And the Hangover is not suggesting that we spend time considering Britney’s recovery, Brangelina’s kids, Bigfoot, or Christian Bale’s belief that he’s Batman, dammit.
The Hangover apologizes for even bringing up the subject here. As punishment, I’ll force myself to watch an hour of Entertainment Tonight. While it might be painful, at least I’ll be made fully aware of the issues considered important by the vast majority of Americans.