Related Articles: The Story Is Out
-
Faint Praise
5/29/2009 12:00:00 AMAt the 2008 Democratic National Convention, Hillary Clinton stepped in front of a raucous audience of delegates, guns blazing, and passionately declaimed that, "although we weren't able to shatter that highest, hardest glass ceiling this time, thanks to you, it's got about 18 million cracks in it." Today, she's busy jetting to and fro, tending to matters of state, and according to a recent New York Times story, she hasn't had time to watch a movie or read a book since Obama took office. One hopes she hasn't had time to read the headlines or surf news-aggregate sites either, because she might find many of the stories she comes across to be disquieting reminders that the same ceiling she struggled so hard to break through remains securely intact.
-
FIRST PERSON
What Rielle Hunter Told Me
8/9/2008 12:00:00 AMThe first time I laid eyes on Rielle Hunter, I could tell she was a story. She had frizzy blond hair with DARK roots, wore bright nail polish and moved like someone who knew how to work a room. She was on a cramped commuter flight and she was flirting with a candidate for president of the United States. It was July 7, 2006. I'd been sent to Iowa to write a piece on John Edwards. We were on our way to Des Moines, where I would be the only national reporter following him around the state for two days. From a few rows back, I tried to observe Edwards before the plane took off. Most of the other passengers seemed to have no idea who Edwards was. But this blond woman, putting away her bags, was visibly captivated by him. She tried repeatedly to engage him in conversation, but he seemed uninterested in talking. How the mighty have fallen, I thought. As John Kerry's running mate in 2004, Edwards had his own campaign bubble around him all the time; now he had to deal with strangers who flirt with him on planes. Of course, she wasn't a stranger. Edwards now admits that he had an extramarital affair with her. But at the time I had no reason to suspect there was anything between them.
-
Judge Not, Lest Ye Be Judged
3/27/2007 12:00:00 AM -
COVER STORY: POLITICS
The Road Warrior
John Edwards was already on to the next thing. March 3, 2004, was a tough day for the rookie presidential candidate. He'd gone into the Super Tuesday primaries just a day earlier with momentum left over from a surprise second-place finish in Iowa and a victory in South Carolina, and hoped to win at least a few of the 10 states up for grabs that day. Instead, he'd failed to dominate any of them, not even Georgia. He was finished. He wasn't going to be president.
No related partner content.
No related web content.
No related blog content.
No related audio content.
No related video content.
