Some gals have all the luck?
(Ok, just one more silly post before I sign off completely and enter into a quieter, simpler life of poverty, chastity and all the rest...)
What's up with Mary Kay LeTourneau?
The woman survives a completely fucked up and abusive childhood, gains a college degree, gets married, has a gaggle of kids, maintains a successful career as a teacher, rapes her twelve year old student, goes to prison, has their first child, continues having sex with him during her parole, goes to prison again for several years, has their second child which is immediately taken away from her, survives abuse in prison, teaches fellow inmates in several subjects, builds a prison library, withstands some of the most shameful and embarrassing public scrutiny, is completely cut-off from her kids, and then gets out of prison and heads straight back to the community from whence she came, appearing confident and happy; resembling a shorter version of Nicole Kidman, ie, absolutely glowing, stunning, graceful, with nary an age, stress, or stretch mark, and maintaining the ability to be articulate and compassionate in public - hardly looking the worse for wear - preparing for her upcoming wedding with aforementioned twelve year old and a reunion with her family.
Ok, is this woman the second Buddha or a very complex socio-path? Is this an extraordinary strength of character or a cleverly, yet thinly veiled smoking gun?
I mean, I wake up with a 1 1/2 glass of wine hangover, have one work deadline, someone leaps ahead of me to get the only empty seat on BART, and a boss offers me "constructive criticism," and I have ten more gray hairs, an ulcer flair up, and look like I've been hit by a truck, wishing I could just crawl back into bed or shrink in the corner - whatever is closest.