Mark Sanford

If you’re caught, don’t lie. It’s the worst thing you can do, other than that first thing you did.

France gets a first lady who posed naked. America gets Sarah Palin. We get Brad Wall.

Mark and Jenny’s passive-aggressive public outpourings just keep coming

The sudden death of Michael Jackson has pushed the saga of the missing governor from South Carolina off the front pages of America’s newspapers. But as the public’s attention drifts away from the pop star’s death, the calls for Mark Sanford’s resignation will once again take on a life of their own.

Okay, here’s the plot: There’s a conservative, button-down, suit-wearin’ governor of a mid-sized state, and he’s tired of all the fighting and legislating and taking orders from Washington. So he decides he needs to get away from it all. Using subterfuge, wacky scheming, and changing cars and planes, he manages to slip away from the job and run away without anyone knowing where he’s gone. He escapes to beautiful Buenos Aires, Argentina (land of castanets, partying and romance!), ready for a week of partying and fun before he has to return to his dull life in Columbia, South Carolina.