Eliot Spitzer: The Emperor Has No Clothes

Eliot Spitzer, now former Governor of the state of New York, swept into office, first as New York's Attorney General, the Head law enforcement official in the state, then Governor. Spitzer did so on the strength of his racket-busting credentials and reputation as "Mr. Clean". So much for that.

Four Presidents have ascended to the Presidency of the United States from the New York Governor's chair. Martin Van Buren, the 8th President, even held both of the elected offices, Attorney General and Governor of New York, that Eliot Spitzer was elected to.

There were indications that Eliot Spitzer had Presidential aspirations, also. Good luck with that, Eliot. Spitzer had been described as the "future of the Democratic Party". The Republicans surely aren't that lucky. Wait, the President of the last 7 years...

When Eliot Spitzer was investigated for suspicious financial transactions, the sting revealed not the bribes or kickbacks authorities suspected, but, well, unless you've been hiding in a cave without TV or Internet access, you know the story by now. The sordid tale of the Emperor's Club VIP prostitution ring.

And like Hans Christian Andersen's The Emperor's New Clothes, the Emperor in this tale "has no clothes". Or at least, Eliot Spitzer's clothes were left on the floor of some swank Washington D.C. Hotel room. Client #9, as Eliot Spitzer was known in the records of the ring, is known to have spent at least $80,000 on prostitutes in the last 10 years, documents reveal. I guess "getting serviced" was Spitzer's idea of pubic, I mean public service.

I can't wait to hear what Spitzer's spin doctors have to use as an excuse for this. Jon Lovitz used to do a character on Saturday Night Live in which Lovitz would tell a whopper like referring to "my wife, Morgan Fairchild". Then Lovitz would dissemble and tell another lie, then say "yeah, that's the ticket".