Last week: What a thrill ride of news!
On June 23, Ed McMahon died, and pontificators everywhere got to work fashioning remarks about the unsung virtues of second banana-dom. On June 25, Farrah Fawcett died, and we were treated to semiotic analysis of her hairstyle and famous red-bathing-suit poster. Then, less than six hours later, news of the death of Michael Jackson briefly caused the Earth to stop turning.
And while all that was going on, California careened toward bankruptcy, election protests in Iran continued to boil into violence and the House passed a potentially historic climate change bill.
Still, a seemingly less compelling (albeit salacious) story managed to cut through the din. I'm talking about the case of South Carolina Gov. Mark Sanford, who had not only run off to Argentina to see his mistress, television producer Maria Belen Chapur, but lied about it by telling his family, his staff and, by extension, his constituency that he was hiking alone on the Appalachian Trail.
In a rambling, noticeably unscripted and rather bizarre news conference on June 24, Sanford admitted he'd been unfaithful to his wife. He'd "spent the last five days of my life crying in Argentina" (or perhaps he was singing a song from "Evita" and had mangled the lyrics). Meanwhile, a South Carolina newspaper released e-mail correspondence between Sanford and Chapur, which much of the nation seemed to have read by dinner time. In the e-mails, Sanford revealed himself to be a man deeply smitten, if not exactly another Keats. "I love your tan lines" proved among the more quotable phrases.
Despite the humiliation of it all, Sanford's peccadilloes seemed destined to be washed away in the tidal wave of coverage of Jackson's death. From a public relations standpoint, it appeared the governor had received a get-out-of-jail free card from the ghost of the King of Pop. I, for one, thought Sanford would roll off the screen crawl along with McMahon and Fawcett.
I was wrong. A week later, even as the Jackson tributes have given way to rumors of autopsy leaks and conjectures about his children's paternity, we're still hearing about Sanford. Tuesday, the Associated Press reported that he admitted he'd "crossed lines" with other women in the past and that he considered Chapur "his soul mate," but was "trying to fall back in love with his wife." Naturally, such "news," despite being more banal than titillating -- or, more precisely, despite being a banality dressed up as titillation -- was ricocheting around the Internet within minutes.
