Crusader types have always made me a little nervous. I can’t help but wonder where such moral energy springs from and when it’s going to get ugly.  It’s like shopping with a Mountain Dew drinking kid in Nordstroms: something is going to break.  

So we just had yet another politician having a “coming to Jesus” moment with the press, this time in South Carolina. As Governor Sanford came clean, no one won. My heart went out to him, to his family and to the state he led. And I was a little grossed out. It’s just so disturbing to see the latest middle aged white guy, in a dark suit with a pressed white shirt, admitting to moral failure. The wife is always standing quietly in the background clinging to her purse, her lips a thin, flat line.  

When Democrat Bill Clinton was caught with Monica Lewinski and the infamous shiny blue dress, Republican Sanford branded Bill Clinton a “rascal” and said: “I think it would be much better for the country and for him personally [to resign]… I come from the business side,” he said. “If you had a chairman or president in the business world facing these allegations, he’d be gone.” Sigh. Big old stone, flying through the air.