What interests me at the moment is my response to Mark Sanford's situation in South Carolina. I don't know either Mr. Sanford or his wife, Jenny. My personal history would suggest that I would be on the side of those who have condemned Mr. Sanford, but I am surprised to find that I am not. In fact, while most people had a field day making fun of Mr. Sanford's romantic ramblings (on and off the Appalachian Trail), I thought they were moving and heart-felt. I appreciated his desire, even his courage, in trying to serve out his term as governor and husband, but felt great pity for him, since, in doing so, he would be condemning himself to a half-life rather than a rich, full one. Now, with his marriage broken and his governorship overshadowed by a list of relatively petty ethics violations put together from his political enemies, my only question is: Will the Argentinian woman whom he called his "soul mate" take him back? If I could meet him, I'd tell him to turn his back on everything and go back to Argentina and start a new and happier life down there, far away from everything that had deadened his soul for all the years before he met his lover.
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