I spent part of the day yesterday transfixed by the spectacle of the Chilean mine rescue, in which 33 miners were rescued after being isolated in a mine chamber for 70 days following a collapse. It was uplifting to see happy news unfolding live, as each miner was brought to the surface, to be greeted by his loved ones. Congratulations to all, not least the American firm that drilled the rescue hole, and best wishes to the miners, who face perhaps a more difficult challenge now that they have become instant celebrities.
I was going to stop there, and resist the impulse to say something snarky about the event, until I saw the front pages of today’s newspapers:
So all that really matters to us, apparently, was that one of these guys was cheating on his wife.