I get all crawly up the back when I see scummy predators hauling their wives out to stand beside them in their moments of shame. "I'm a Family Man! See? I Have a Faithful Wife!" I thought David Vitter was creepy to haul out his wife when he was making his comments about how he was doing a prostitute, but to be fair, she sort of gave off the aura that she MADE him bring her out so she could talk and be triumphant. But not Larry Craig's wife. She had a downtrodden look to her, wasn't wearing a faux Walmart animal print like Vitter's wife (mrrrrrroooowwwwww) and probably wished she was back watching Oprah at home.

But you have to wonder about one thing. When I first heard that Craig had children, I naturally thought, oh, so he has sex with his wife. But the kids... aren't ... his. They're hers.. and he adopted them. So that would leave an option that maybe they are in a sexless marriage of convenience, that she is his *beard*. Suppose they're not, though. If I were his wife, the first thing I'd be doing is hauling him by the ear down to the doctor to get an AIDS test and to check for other nasties. And then, knowing that he hits on guys in bathroom stalls, if I WAS having sex with him before, that would stop right away. I mean, how would you know that he wasn't going to do that again? He apparently thought, after 1982, that he was in the clear, and had had 25 years to practice his excuses. And if she WAS fooled by him, that's over now. Shucks, I'm starting to feel sorry for her now.