Eliot Spitzer...where to begin? This story falls into the category of "Money Does Not Equal (or buy) Class." No amount of money, large or small, would change this story. The do-gooder politician has a hot one on the side. The $1,000 an hour makes it a little more interesting, however, looooow class.
One of life's basic lessons is that we are (or should be) responsible for what we do. If you do a bad thing, eventually something bad will happen to you. Looking at the prostitution scandel, nobody got hurt. He probably spent his own money. If he spent the state's money - additional bad things will happen to him. But as I sit here, listening to Benny Brown on Radio Luxembourgh, I feel sorry for Mrs Ex-Guv. Spitzer should have been thinking about her and himself if he got caught. Oh - and if you say that "all men do it." No they don't. Yes, we're human. That means that we also have the ability to develop rational thought. BTW, Little Eliot is by no means the first public servent to be caught with his, er...well you know. Some people question the $1,000 an hour. The dollar amount doesn't matter. $100 or $4,000 doesn't change the fact that you're still "with" a whore. Is it that we all want what we can't have? The trick is wanting what you have. Little Eliot should have taken his $1,000 an hour and bought his wife some flowers, a bottle of wine, some dark chocolate and go home and do what real men do.
Hey, did you ever wonder what a $1,000 an hour prostitute looks like? I did. You be the judge.
After the votes are counted, I thing we'll discover that Spitzer had better taste in hookers than Hugh Grant did. Don't be too sad or shocked over this story. I'm reminded of what Rodney Dangerfield said of prostitution. "A girl's got something, she sells it and she still has it...what a racket!"
