Did I give away the fact that while I pride myself on being some kind of "super intelligence" the likes of which you've never seen, I don't know all that much about other states politics?
That brings me to Vee. Vee who is down for any partay, Vee who makes a mean chili, and an even meaner BBQ Chicken, Vee who was my go to girl for a long time so that I could hear these words "stop taking everything so seriously, it's just some guy." (Yep, I was that girl, "why hasn't he called me? Do you think he likes me?" once upon a time...)
She's the consumate feminist, party animal, believer in love (I'll get to that someday, needless to say one cannot underestimate her belief in "fate" and all), politico that I know. While I get US, People, Allure (and now Working Mother and Redbook, courtesy of my mother), Vee gets U.S. News and World Report (just sounds daunting, a WORLD report) and Newsweek. She watches mock trials and catches us all up on environmentally sustainable living and the preservation of sacred land (the girl is amazing).
I read Gawker.
For those of you living in a hole (and my mother who HATES blogs in general) Gawker is a Blog focused on "Manhatten Media News and Gossip." They take their snarky, smarmy comments and put them out there for the whole world to read (or me and whoever else in Manhatten reads them).
A BLOG that basically picks up stories from all over the internet, reposts them and makes comments about them, where have I read something like that before?
Anyway, I read Gawker to catch up on all the news that's fit to talk about at happy hour with really smart people who want to talk about such things. And all Gawker can talk about right now is "The Spitz."
See, Eliot (come on dude, we've now been let into intimiate details about your sex life and had to watch your wife glare on national television, we can be on a first name basis) went and got himself a "high class hooker" (that's her, up there doing her best Nixon impression). He then flew her to DC with him or something, and they did it a lot, and some people are saying they did things that his wife just wouldn't do and then the IRS got involved and went looking through some weird transactions to companies that didn't exist and WA LA, the Gov. of New York has to resign and his wife has to stand by his side.
Really, I could care less if he went to a prostitute. I could care less if he got caught. I could care less if they did it in his office while he had some important political people waiting outside or whatever. Like there aren't ANY OTHER POLITICIANS hanging out with hookers. And really, aren't just most of the girls looking to get in with the high class politicians JUST high class hookers (but called girlfriends)? Maybe they don't get paid in money, but they get paid in Pucci and Gucci (and... I can't think of another one).
Some girl has sex with you, you like it, you buy her a diamond watch, she continues to have sex with you and you continue to buy her things until one day you marry her and then you start having to clean the bathroom and/or deal with the kids' lunches and she stops having sex with you, so you stop buying her things and NOBODY is happy.
So, I don't care. Some say we must hold our politicians to higher standards then we do anyone else in our lives because they need to have the moral high ground and set a good example. I'm of a different school of thought really, I think we should be happy when we find out just how normal they are, because it means they make mistakes and must own up to them, because it means they might understand others (probably like us) who make mistakes as well. Because nobody is perfect, cast the first stone, etc. etc.
Except Vee.
Vee is perfect.
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