Governor Spitzer

Dear (former)Governor Spitzer,
Shame on you. Soliticiting sex for money is illegal, and you should know better. If you were going to partake in such socially unacceptable actions, then you should have made it legal in New York. You probably would have had the support of several of your fellow politicians, plus the Mets (well, the Yankees don’t have to pay for sex, now do they?), and a handful of constituents as well. Alas, you did not, and now you can be charged for solicitation. True that usually “Johns” as they are called, a group we’ve now placed you in, aren’t usually charged, usually it is the woman (it was a woman, correct? We never know these days) who gets slammed. Unfortunately, or fortunately, we can’t quite be sure which yet, you are a political figure who is subject to more than just being thrown out of the house by his wife. Yes, were you a regular Joe-excuse me, a regular John, then the harshest reprimanding you would receive would be from your family. No, no, you are Governor Eliot Spitzer. So, every minute detail of your life that wasn’t already being scrutinized is now going to be the forefront of many, many newspapers, blogs, online magazines, newscasts, radio shows, and all other forms of media. I assure you that I myself received several text messages about your scandalous activities. Bravo, sir! You have infiltrated all the forms of media. We are all saddened to see you go, sir, for you were a terrific Governor, and you have served the state of New York well. Did you think you could recover from this? Perhaps you thought, well, Bill didn’t have to resign. And look, his wife still loves him, the Democratic Party still loves him, and now his wife is running for President. So, surely New York will forgive me. Eli, baby, yes, New York loves you! New York will forgive you. But the media won’t. So I guess we say our goodbyes now. In closing, I must tell you. I knew Bill Clinton. And you sir, are no Bill Clinton.
Sincerely,
Chase

The Moment of Truth (otherwise titled, Let’s See How Many Lives We Can Ruin Tonight!)

Let me do a few minutes on this FOX television show, The Moment of Truth. Ok, so people go on this show, are hooked up to a polygraph, and have to answer 21 questions of increasing intimacy. Well, first of all, if you could possibly be caught in a lie that is going to jeopardize your relationship/career/ability to show your face in public, why would you sign up to be on it in the first place? So, this is partially the fault of the participants. I’ve never watched this show, but I watch the news in the morning as I am getting ready for work, and I also like House, so I see commercials for this show all the time. Every commercial I see, they’ve asked some guy if he’s ever cheated on his wife/girlfriend. And sometimes they add a twist and asked if he’s ever had a relationship with a man, or something. Who came up with the idea of this show? Seriously. “I know! Let’s come up with a television show where people can embarrass themselves and possibly have a devastating effect on the people they care about! Perfect!” Why can’t we have more shows like Jeopardy? I actually learn stuff from Jeopardy. (And now I sound much older than my age.) I’m not saying that Jeopardy is the only good show on TV (although right now there is NOTHING on). But The Moment of Truth? Oh, I have a better idea! Why don’t we have a show where we raid people’s rooms and read their diaries! That is cool too. Of course, it would mostly be 8 year old girls, because I don’t know that many people that keep a diary anymore. Although I suppose a blog can be viewed as a form of diary. But I am not spilling my secrets on here. So…don’t ask. Anyway, this is just a little rant, because I once again saw the commercial for the show, and was irritated. Some guy was in the “hot seat” and then it closed in on a girl that you can only assume is his girlfriend or wife, and she appeared to be crying. Television is a cruel, cruel place sometimes. And people complain about negative political ads? Geez….you think those are bad….look at what people willingly subject themselves to.