Zero. Zilch. Nada.
I've taken the romantic view. . . . He's truly in love. If you
read those e-mails, and I think it's appalling that they were
posted. But since they were there, we went and read them. Didn't
we? . . . What was so clear, is this is not a bad man.
This is not somebody who is using women and casually discarding
them. He's not e-mailing interns and hanging out in bathroom
stalls. So he actually fell head over heels, blindingly, crazy in
love. . . .
Spare me such amoral idiocy.
My wife is a kind, Christian, generous and forgiving woman,
the love of my life with whom I recently celebrated our 20th
anniversary. But had I done what Mark Sanford did, I would expect
to find myself lying in a pool of blood and the last words I'd
ever hear would be my loving bride saying, "How do you re-load
this thing?"
I'd die with the certainty that she'd never see the inside of a
prison, because she would be acquitted on grounds of insanity.
Not hers. Mine.
"Boy must have been crazy to cheat on a woman like her .
. ."
