|Uhh, new husband, please! (Reuters)|
According to London’s The Telegraph, “Dominique Strauss-Kahn’s wife is considering divorce following the latest claims linking him to a call-girl network in Northern France, but she fears leaving him will send him into a nervous breakdown.”
Mrs. Herman Cain is another political wife who must be wondering where all the good times have gone. She’s been dragged into defending her US Presidential candidate hopeful husband against allegations of sexually harassing several women. Mrs. Cain told Fox News, “I’m thinking he would have to have a split personality to do the things that were said.”
Both Anne Sinclair (that’s she, Mrs. DS-K, in the top photo) and Gloria Cain will undoubtedly come through it all without much more than bad memories. There is no personal mark they will bear.
Then there is Dorothy Sandusky, wife of former Penn State football coach Jerry Sandusky. I’ve neither heard nor read a word linking her to the atrocities said to be committed by her husband, but that does not matter. Her life as she knows it is over.
In ancient Athens, a criminal’s family could be banished from the city. In a way that might have been merciful, for they suffered their ignominy in exile. Today that is not possible. The media siege has begun and will not end without engulfing her.
I’m as shocked as anyone. I grew up in Penn State’s backyard, where choosing Pitt or Penn State set you on a life-long course. Loyalties ran deep and, even though I went to neither university, I had so many friends and relatives who did that I always felt I were a distant cousin to the schools.
When the story broke about Sandusky being indicted for allegedly attacking young boys in the showers of Penn State’s football locker room, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Had it been at some school to which I felt no kinship, perhaps I’d have accepted it more readily, because I’m not naïve about evil. It walks this earth doing unimaginable deeds 24/7.
Evil can deceive a community for decades while brutally preying on its most vulnerable, and if exposed, bring down the institutions that nurtured it and the venerated who mentored it. Just ask Penn State’s Hall of Fame football coach Joe Paterno.
Evil is a glib and facile adversary; a headline grabber nonpareil, but it takes patience, dedication, and commitment to do good. Let us pray that some great good beyond the conviction of the guilty comes out of all of that has happened at Penn State.
If not, perhaps all of us are guilty.