Hopelessly impossible lightening strikes

Because we all need more romance in our lives…  Here’s a selection from the love letters of South Carolina’s governor laureate, Mark Sanford, to his Argentinian mistress:

Two, mutual feelings …. You have a particular grace and calm that I adore. You have a level of sophistication that so fitting with your beauty. I could digress and say that you have the ability to give magnificent gentle kisses, or that I love your tan lines or that I love the curve of your hips, the erotic beauty of you holding yourself (or two magnificent parts of yourself) in the faded glow of the night’s light – but hey, that would be going into sexual details …

Three and finally, while all the things above are all too true – at the same time we are in a hopelessly – or as you put it impossible – or how about combine and simply say hopelessly impossible situation of love. How in the world this lightening strike snuck up on us I am still not quite sure. As I have said to you before I certainly had a special feeling about you from the first time we met, but these feelings were contained and I genuinely enjoyed our special friendship and the comparing of all too many personal notes …

Lastly I also suspect I feel a little vulnerable because this is ground I have never certainly never covered before – so if you have pearls of wisdom on how we figure all this out please let me know… In the meantime please sleep soundly knowing that despite the best efforts of my head my heart cries out for you, your voice, your body, the touch of your lips, the touch of your finger tips and an even deeper connection to your soul.

That’s good stuff, I say!  Who says southern gentility is dead?

After his performance at the press conference today, I’m beginning to suspect Sanford is a political genius.  He just raised his national visibility in a huge way, he’s cornered the Clinton adultery vote (but in a way that demonstrates to women he’s not just in it for the punani), while simultaneously courting the Latin vote.  If “Maria” turns out to be a fox, all bets are off for the presidency in 2012.

P.S.  The local newspaper claims they had these emails since December.  While the more recently disgraced governors of New York and Illinois were brought down by simple wiretaps on the part of the Feds (curious that they just so happened to be monitoring the governors representing Clinton and Obama’s home states during an election year, eh?), there is no such thing as privileged communication these days.  One must assume that everything you say, write, or fart has already been heard, read, or sniffed by the prying ears, eyes, and noses of someone other than the intended recipient.  (And yes, I target my farts.)

  • Madman

    The American Taliban are glued to their sets, sitting alone in a dark room, dick in hand, watching this story unfold. Literally hundreds of people who work for 24 hour news networks are working around the clock on this story as we speak. JR’s topless topics run deep…this is a thread worth much more attention.

  • Boz Scaggs

    It is some mad sexy shit isn’t it? christ, with that kind of sweet-talk I would probably do the guy, and I’m a 100 percent hetero man…aside from the occasional foot-tapping in the airport bathroom, but jeez louise, the governor can turn a pretty phrase, can’t he?

    I like uila’s take on the fame that it will bring him, you know we all can’t wait to see this steamy latino hunny! crack out the lube its gonna be a hot summah!

    monkey woman said something brilliant last night, along the same lines, was that this whole thing was a massive publicity stunt, great minds, eh. later I gotta go bust a nut!