No stone left unturned: Frank Bruni gets off to a rather bad start in this morning's column. And things just go downhill from here:
BRUNI (6/5/12): By the end of John Edwards’s trial, we’d all heard more than we ever wanted to about the sad characters in this sordid melodrama: the politician himself, whose ego trumps Trump’s; his onetime aide, who mistook “Single White Female” for an instruction manual; the New Age mistress, who complained when a love nest lacked the proper feng shui. Regrettably, she has a memoir due out soon. Proper feng shui dictates its placement in the remainder bin.John Edwards’ trial ended last week. By that time, we had “all heard more than we ever wanted to about the sad characters” in the trial, Bruni says at the start of his piece.
Even as he continues to talk about those same sad characters!
We’d call that a very bad start. But soon, the gentleman found a new way to continue this pointless tale.
The trial has been over for a week. But it seems that Bruni’s restless mind has simply refused to stop churning:
BRUNI (continuing directly): But there’s a figure from the trial I can’t stop thinking about, someone on the fringes of the melodrama but in the center of Edwards’s courtroom retinue, the kind of steadfast supporting player every political sex scandal seems to demand, the archetype with the least accessible but most fascinating tangle of emotions.Good God. Tugging his weiner and scratching his keister, Bruni devotes his entire column to this obscene, pointless musing.
What was Cate Edwards thinking? What went through her mind and heart as she walked with her father into court every morning, took a place in the row behind his, listened to fresh accounts of his treacheries and her mother’s torment, nervously twisted her long hair, and then walked with him back out of court, day after queasy-making day?
People, what was Cate Edwards thinking? Dispiriting minds want to know!
Why do we call this column obscene? As Bruce Springsteen once suggested, “Take a good look around.”
Your home town is in a world of hurt. Many topics need exploring. Bruni has an invaluable platform—and he wants to know what Cate Edwards has been thinking in the last few months.
In April 2007, Maureen Dowd went after Cate Edwards for her supposedly fatuous ways. Unable to go after John Edwards’ wife, Dowd settled for the daughter. (See THE DAILY HOWLER, 4/23/07. In the same column, Dowd announced that John Kerry "sank himself" in 2004 "by ordering a cheese steak in Philly with Swiss instead of Cheez Whiz.")
Since then, the world has been coming apart, but The Big Silly simply can’t stop. This is the way of an upper-class press corps, a "press corps" which can't get a grip.
Also today: Joe Nocera offers an invaluable look at one aspect of that upper-class press corps, discussing the way liberal journalists learn to look down on the working-class folk they have moved far beyond.
Nocera's discussion is very important. For unknown reasons, Cate Edwards' private thoughts don't seem to be his concern.