Phyllis Chesler writes:
What are we to make of a politician who moves out and leaves a dying wife behind—a wife who has put her own career on hold to further his, and who has put her body to hard reproductive labor in order to have children at a later age?
The otherwise lovely Elizabeth Edwards increasingly looked almost old enough to be her husband John’s mother, or at least his older sister. The stress showed. John kept looking young, radiant, healthy. This difference was uncanny and unsettling.
Was John drinking Elizabeth’s blood?
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