Spitzer’s stupidity and our national hypocrisy

As a nation, we are morally hypocritical slaves to religion.

I hold no love for Eliot Spitzer. In fact, I’m glad he is being forced to resign. However, his use of prostitutes in and of itself is not a valid reason to force him out. I don’t know why he felt he needed the service of prostitutes.I don’t know how his family feels about his wandering penis (although I can guess). Prostitution should be legal. It is a consensual activity between adults. Punishing Spitzer for being a hypocrite and perhaps a thief sounds dandy though. Any public servant who can afford a $35,000 hooker is a thief.

Our national dialogue on this issue is puerile because half the conversation is produced by blowhards who are willing to judge others while they themselves are doing dishonest backroom deals, ignoring their wives and children and generally leading lives filled with deceit, manipulation and powermongering. Meanwhile, if a lonely ugly man wants female companionship and is willing to pay a willing pretty adult women for that companionship he must also be willing to risk his good name. He must be willing to risk jail and the loss of his rights. She must as well. All because of the moral police who are so willing to speak on behalf of what God wants the rest of us to be forced to do or not do.

The next time I want to buy beer on Sunday and I can’t I’ll remember it is because of hypocrites like Eliot Spitzer. The next time I want to gamble online and I can’t I’ll laugh at the downfall of windbags and parasites like Eliot Spitzer. The next time I pass by a monument to some public figure I’ll wonder if they were a stupid jerkoff who feeds on the public tit like Eliot Spitzer. Good riddance to bad rubbish.

Next time you’re thinking about lecturing an adult about his or her choices, remember Eliot Spitzer and make sure you aren’t worthy of your own little lecture before you start the lip flapping. People resent holier-than-thou types and love to see them fall down and go boom boom. Bye Eliot. Can’t say I’ll miss your ugly mug.