Tuesday, June 22, 2004

Jack Ryan: one kinky fellow. So what's the big deal?

Maybe I'm missing something here. Maybe there was some coercion.

But if the whole uproar is over someone taking his wife to some sex clubs and asking her to participate (especially when she was showing less and less interest in the husband, and if you're losing Jeri Lynn as a wife, you've got to try something), I don't see the big deal.

Sure: he lied to the Republican Party electorate and the bigwigs when he said there wasn't anything embarrassing, and as Zorn points on his column today, he apparently tried to use his kid to avoid having to open up the sealed divorce records. That's bad.

But the allegations themselves. . . . my reaction is, so what? The guy is a little kinky. Good for him.

I'm starting to think the frenzied reaction to the sex club stuff is rooted in some cultural prudishness. Lighten up, everybody! It's just sex.

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