Rielle Hunter, the mistress of John Edwards and the mother of his child, was interviewed by GQ Magazine recently. Here are some snippets of the interview:
- I feel comfortable talking now, because Johnny went public and made a statement admitting paternity. I didn’t feel like I could ever speak until he did that. Because had I spoken, I would have emasculated him.
- I could have cashed out big. But that’s not what I’m about. I love Johnny and I love my daughter more than anything in the world, and I don’t want to ever do anything to hurt them or hurt their relationship.
- I mean, he looked like a little kid at Christmas. And I just uttered to him, “You’re so hot.” And he said, “Why, thank you!” And he almost jumped into my arms. Literally.
- I said I could help him. Which I really believed I could. And quite frankly—well, depending on your perspective, I really have.
- In my early twenties, there was a time period when I, in the late ’80s, did cocaine. And partied. I was living in New York City…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.
- So the home was wrecked already. I was not the Home Wrecker.
- Well, I don’t really believe he was a politician. I believe his ego and ambition drove him to that field. I believe he’s more aligned with being a humanitarian.
- To me it shows, as a society, how cut off from the truth we are, that a magazine [National Enquirer] that pays their sources and every once in a while gets something factually correct is now eligible for a Pulitzer. Wow, we’re all going to hell.
Hunter is reportedly pissed off about the photos. “She said she trusted Mark Seliger, whom she said is a brillant photographer and “I went with the flow,’” recounted [Barbara ] Walters.
Yeah, sure. Being half-naked in a bed with Kermit the Frog in suggestive poses. That’s “going with the flow.” Harmless stuff!
Rielle Hunter – what a piece of work.