Some power-hungry sex addicts cheat on their wives: Eliot Spitzer, Jim McGreevey.
Some whore hounds father children with random women while running for president, as their wives lie dying from cancer: John Edwards.
But it takes a man cursed with a special brand of sexual depravity, combined with a fierce moral and intellectual vacuum, to run his households — including the California governor’s mansion — like honky-tonk bordellos, installing himself as the official Sperminator-in-Chief.
Now everyone on this planet, and several worlds beyond, knows the truth. Arnold Schwarzenegger, the former action-movie star, accused serial groper and California chief executive once discussed as a contender for first foreign-born president of the United States, had sex with a married minion.
And for well over a decade, through getting elected governor and turning 60, through watching his four legitimate kids graduate from elementary school and high school, Arnold existed, secretly, along with living, breathing proof of his shady double life.
Arnold has confessed that he fathered a love baby more than a decade ago with a woman described as a 20-year employee of the Schwarzenegger clan.
Which means that while the Golden State suffered through an economy in turmoil, the region’s most powerful egomaniac was busy with other things. He was hiding his unhealthy predilection for exercising his droit du seigneur over the household help.
Arnold’s innocent, hush-hush love child grew up as a virtual member of the Schwarzenegger family. But being the baby of a servant, he wasn’t equal. Only Arnold and his low-level plaything knew the truth about the parentage of the fruit of his loins — a child he crassly referred to as “this event.”
“After leaving the governor’s office, I told my wife about this event, which occurred over a decade ago,” Arnold announced about the birth of his baby. As if “this event,” because he was born so long ago, is less of a threat to Arnold’s existence.
“I understand and deserve the feelings of anger and disappointment among my friends and family.” Anger and disappointment? He makes it sound as if he plumb forgot an anniversary or skipped a school play. We’re talking about years of therapy and anger management. Lives destroyed.
Arnold apologized. Weakly. He begged for privacy. He won’t get it. Clearly, he was thinking with organs other than his brains when he dragged his family into his selfish mess.
Maria Shriver, who gave up her newscasting career for the evil, gropey one, said she’s heartbroken. The betrayal! She lived, unknowingly, with her husband’s love kid. She also lived in direct proximity to the child’s mother — a two-decade staffer that the Schwarzeneggers acquired just a few years into their marriage.
Now Maria must be reliving every one of Arnold’s and the mom’s furtive glances and longing stares. Remembering every moment the pair was alone. Knowing her entire life was a lie. She has been made the ultimate fool. A joke.
And Arnold’s kids, who’ve grown up with a half-sibling they never knew, are devastated. Are they wondering about a physical resemblance to the love child? Reliving every time they received special treatment — a meal or a trip or Dad’s open affection — while their brother got none?
When Arnold ran for governor in 2003, women came out of the woodwork to accuse him of groping their buttocks or breasts.
But Maria stood by her man, denying that her Arnold would ever touch anyone, unwanted. Arnold, however, never denied the allegations.
Instead, he admitted he “behaved badly sometimes.”
“I have done things that were not right,” he explained on the campaign trail years ago, adding, “which I thought then was playful.”
This isn’t play. This is a human.