March 12, 2008

"Ness" Caught Tippling

Hatched by Dave Ross

The modern day Eliot Ness, Eliot Spitzer, ex-governor of New York, was caught drinking out of the whiskey barrel, so to speak.

Perhaps the biggest question is, if CEOs make too much money, where’s the moral outrage at prostitutes bringing in $5,000 a night? Aren’t those obscene (in more ways than one) profits? How can we look at ourselves in the mirror knowing that, while kids working at 7-11s can’t afford college, high-class hookers can cash checks for five large ones from johns like the former moral crusader from the state of New York?

Like Chris Matthews at an Barack Obama rally, I’m getting tingles up and down my leg at the sight of this Elmer Gantry getting his public stoning at the hands of all those that he tried or succeeded in bringing down when he was an all powerful prosecutor.

Lots of people are enjoying the spectacle. The DOW leaped 500 points on Tuesday. Some will tell you it’s because the Fed announced a $200 billion stimulus. But the cognoscenti know that the real reason is that Wall Street is celebrating Spitzer’s political death by self-inflicted wound. Too many CEOs are walking around with smiles on their faces for that not to be translated into some bull movement.

Hatched by Dave Ross on this day, March 12, 2008, at the time of 8:24 PM

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The following hissed in response by: nk

"... where’s the moral outrage at prostitutes bringing in $5,000 a night?"

I wonder often what the vintners buy,
One half so precious as the stuff they sell.

The above hissed in response by: nk [TypeKey Profile Page] at March 13, 2008 12:58 PM

The following hissed in response by: Don

Tippling, Dave? More like tupping.

I highly remommend Iowahawk's Love Client #9, also ^The Amazing Spitzer-Man, and Amid Charges of Spitzer Tryst, Embattled Prostitute "Kristen" Expected to Resign.

The above hissed in response by: Don [TypeKey Profile Page] at March 14, 2008 6:08 AM

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