Okay ... as a rule, I don't write about political things. But I'm going to make an exception today.
Perhaps you've read/watched/heard about all the troubles Republican Herman "Pizza Man" Cain has been having recently with his penchant for the ladies (allegedly). I've always thought that if you're going into politics at any level, then you'd better take a long, hard look at yourself and make sure you're one clean Marine before you throw your hat in the ring. Because someone is going to find out ALL about you eventually. Not withstanding the fact that if his staffers knew about all of this shit ahead of time, and they should have been able to handle it better, this guy is in a lot of trouble, and we'll probably see him heading for the cellar to join Michele Bachmann very soon.
That's just politics.
But my problem today isn't with Cain. He reaps what he sows. My problem is with the "4th Woman" who came out yesterday. She lives just down the road from me in Mundelein, Illinois.
Read this article ... and then this one. And I'll be back with my short opinion.
All done? Okay.
If she ISN'T in it for the money, then I'm Godzilla on my 39th birthday.
Oh, and I'd just love to be the blindsided fiancee when he returns to his high level position today, tomorrow ... or ever.