At the risk of my PG rating, it gives me great pleasure to post Rielle’s pictures here. I want to post these pictures because I am afraid some of you will miss them otherwise. And I believe the camera does not lie….Rielle needs to be exposed for the trash that she is, and the whole world needs to know.
Look at this portion of the Cleveland Celebrity Examiner’s March 15, 2010 interview with Rielle Hunter describing Rielle’s first meeting with John Edwards:
The two met in the bar of New York's Regency Hotel in 2006…she handed one of Edwards' people her business card and he met her at the bar moments later. According to Rielle there was a mutual attraction.
… And I just uttered to him, 'You're so hot.' And he said, 'Why, thank you!' And he almost jumped into my arms. Literally."
Amazing. Talk about trash…both of them.
I remember reading of this meeting, as told by John Edwards, during the time when he had “repented” and returned to Elizabeth. What stuck in my mind from that conversation is his description of her approaching him, saying, “You’re hot…” Apparently, that’s all it takes for him to ditch everything—his family, his political future, all that he had worked so hard to gain and maintain.
And now there’s a baby. A little, innocent baby. Sorry. You cannot convince me that this baby was an accident. Seventeen-year-olds get pregnant by mistake. Adult women who know how to premeditatively snag married men are savvy about birth control. Write it down: this baby was intended. It is the way women try to solidify relationships. I see it all the time. It is a fool’s game, and it is unfair and blatant using of an innocent baby.
And look where Rielle is because of this baby-pawn: getting a reported $20,000 per month in child support, a house, yadayadayada….a spread in GQ, far and away more than she would ever have made on her own.
Here’s her picture with baby (not that she would ever use her child, mind you). Doesn’t she just look like the sweet mommy?
And, by the way, she’s whining about these photos you see here. She’s calling them “replusive” and says she cried for hours when she saw them. My question: Where was she when they were taken?? Now she’s worried they make her look like a slut. If the shoe fits… I am so happy to post them….
And let me dispel her statement to GQ when she said, “….healthy marriages are not susceptible to infidelity…” Wrong, honey. There are studies on this one. Look at this quote from therapist Ann Bercht, who specializes in adultery:
…[It is a} commonly believed myth that affairs happen only as a result of problems in a marriage. That it is not possible for someone who is genuinely happy and in love with their spouse to have an affair. This is false. You can be in love with your spouse, have all your needs met perfectly and still be enticed by the flattery, seduction and smooth talk of another. Why is he there? Because it feels good to have an affair … for a brief period of time, like eating chocolate cake when you’re on a diet.
Can you say that if you’ve had a very satisfying and fulfilling meal, that you are immune to the temptation of a desert or 2nd helping? This is ridiculous logic. Every married person needs to protect themselves from the temptation of affairs, first of all by being aware that that they are not immune, and then by learning the truth about affairs, and the subtle ‘letting down of walls’ that can lead you down their deadly path. When it comes to affairs, what you don’t know DOES hurt you. (Anne Bercht. “My Husband’s Affair became the Best Thing That Ever Happened to Me.”, 2004)
Probably because I have a personal axe to grind, I feel the need to refute Rielle's statement absolving herself. I want women everywhere—on both sides of this adultery fence, the betrayer and the betrayed—to understand this: that, yes, sin and temptation can invade a happy, healthy relationship. The adulterer needs to own her responsibility in, yes, “home-wrecking.” The betrayed spouse needs to be absolved of it.
Here’s another picture of Rielle…looking for all the world like a slut…amongst the toys, being one herself. An ego toy for Johnny. I’m sure she’s embarrassed, sob (not!).
And, after denying that she was, in her words, a “home-wrecker,” because who would want to be called that, Rielle says this of herself in GQ:
I was never, as it's been reported, a drug addict. The word addiction means inability to stop. I stopped doing drugs in my twenties. As for being promiscuous, I would say that I was a bit promiscuous for about six months. But it was because I was partying, and there were a lot of very good-looking available 20-year-old men around that you'd be partying with, and there was a lot of, you know, hooking up going on.
Well, isn’t that a character recommendation???
Okay. That’s it. For now. C