Wanna know how to take in news, like this item today, totally in stride, without the slightest whiff of surprise? General presumptions. So now it’s NY Governor Elliot Spitzer admitting some sort of involvement in a "prostitution ring" (that’s the euphemism designed to get you to recoil, not think).
Spitzer, 48, built his political legacy on rooting out corruption, including several headline-making battles with Wall Street while serving as attorney general. He stormed into the governor’s office in 2006 with a historic share of the vote, vowing to continue his no-nonsense approach to fixing one of the nation’s worst governments.
Time magazine had named him "Crusader of the Year" when he was attorney general and the tabloids proclaimed him "Eliot Ness."
Why is it that elementary school children have a keen eye for poseurs: do-gooders, tattletales, and teacher-pets whom they can see right through in an instant; yet the moment they’re handed a voter registration card they become complete morons?
I generally presume that politicians are the sorts of people who want to enforce the rules against everyone else, but see no particular need to restrain themselves. In Spitzer’s case, I never had an inkling of a microscopic doubt about exactly and precisely who he was. But I was always baffled about how he was able, apparently, to fool so many others. Or not; I keep forgetting my other general presumption: most everyone nowadays, in a political context, is a commie that would have you either toiling on their behalf, or doing time in the Gulag. In that sense, perhaps no one is really surprised about Spitzer. He’s just exactly the kind of guy everyone wants doing their dirty work.