The line, that is. You know which one I'm talking about. Cue the song "Love Child".
You can read all of the sordid details at the Enquirer, and you should, because the man still matters. While Edwards is not going to be your president, he is reportedly on one candidate's short list to be your vice president, or attorney general. Or he was. Barack Obama has thrown so many people under the bus since he began running that if he were an actual bus driver Edwards would sue him into oblivion.
That is if the whole bus thing wasn't merely a metaphor for disassociating oneself from inconvenient people. Tortious Shunning Inflicting Severe Emotional Distress is still not a valid cause of action, even for a lawyer as creative as Edwards.
Without going into explicit detail, Edwards's behavior at the Beverly Hilton, hiding in the men's room for fifteen minutes while summoning security, reportedly witnessed by ten people, is the behavior of a guilty man. A 2am visit to the hotel room of Rielle Hunter, with whom Edwards had already been linked in this tabloid as having an affair and a "love child," is the behavior of a stupid or monumentally self-destructive man.
This is not a private matter between Edwards, Elizabeth Edwards, Hunter, and the "love child." It is a public matter, because in his campaigns Edwards has made his marriage to Mrs. Edwards, with all of the nauseating stories of anniversary dinners at Wendy's, the Norman Rockwell kids, continually bringing up his son's death, etc., a centerpiece of his message: this is a man women should trust, or something. Not to mention the media overhype of Mrs. Edwards's cancer, to which I believe there was a political component.
But even if big media isn't reporting on Edwards's misdeeds, it's news because this man wants to run your life, and he's a colossal hypocrite. He wants to be your president, vice president, or AG. And now he won't be.
Good riddance to bad rubbish.