So Spitzer’s back in the news today after his alleged involvement with yet another prostitution ring, and the revelations of incoming NY Governor David Patterson’s (he and his wife had multiple affairs, did cocaine) aren’t exactly inspiring confidence. Now perhaps I’m becoming overly cynical here, but it seems like in the last few years between Foley, Craig, McGreevey, Spitzer, Patterson et. al, we’ve started an arms race among sleazy politicians. I’m just bracing myself for office holders are going to admit to next:

  • “You call it horse tranquilizer, I call it a lost weekend.”
  • “You know that movie Breakfast at Tiffany’s? It was just like that, except I was a street hustler in the Bronx.”
  • “The remodeling plans for the Governor’s mansion — including the dungeon for Mistress Kitty — were approved by the legislature.”
  • “Yes, I was fired from half a dozen jobs as a department store Santa Claus, what of it?”
  • “I regret she suffocated in the trunk before we got to San Diego, but it’s soooo hard to find good domestic help.”
  • “That YouTube video of me on the Crüe bus during the ‘Shout at the Devil’ tour was illegally obtained.”
  • “I admit I supported Hillary Clinton’s presidential campaign.”