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Eliot Spitzer: Client #9?

[digg-reddit-me]I managed to get through the heavy traffic at The New York Times to get some information on their apparent exclusive scoop on Governor Eliot Spitzer’s “involvement” in a prostitution ring.

Some titillating details…

Emperors Club VIP apparently charged between $1,000 and $5,500 an hour for the services of it’s ladies of the night. It had offices in New York, Washington, London, Paris, and Miami.

The Web site [of the Emperors Club], which was disabled shortly after the arrests were announced, ranked the prostitutes on a scale of one to seven “diamonds.” A three-diamond woman, for example, could command a fee of $1,000 per hour. A seven-diamond woman cost more than $3,000 an hour.

From the Criminal Complaint – with the Times article identifying Spitzer as Client #9 – a record of a telephone conversation between “Rachelle” and “Kristen”, Kristen just having left Client #9’s hotel room:

Client #9 “would ask you to do things that, like, you might not think were safe – you know? I mean that…very basic things.”

No more details are given.

It is also suggested that Mr. Spitzer was a regular client. Shortly before he is about to meet “Kristen”, Mr. Spitzer asks “Rachelle” to remind him what “Kristen” looked like. “Rachelle” described “Kristen” as “an America, petite, very pretty brunette, 5 feet 5 inches, and 105 poinds.”

At the start of the incident described in the complaint February 11, 2008, Mr. Spitzer had an outstanding balance of $2,600 with the Emperor’s Club. This led to quite a number of phone calls and text messages back and forth trying to determine how he could pay appropriately. Eventually, he paid “Kristen” $4,100 according to the complaint.

Additional suggestive information: Mr. Spitzer’s liaison with “Kristen” was only revealed in the Complaint because he was soliciting across state lines – asking “Kristen” to travel from Manhattan down to Washington, where he was scheduled to appear before Congress the next day. This was how the Federal government got involved with the “interstate commerce”.

Possibly relevant information: the Lieutenant Governor of New York is David Paterson. Despite the fact that Mr. Spitzer did not choose to resign in his minute-and-a-half-long press conference – it’s hard to see how he avoids it if the Times is right about Mr. Spitzer being “Client #9”.

Update: I’m not that outraged by this. As a matter of public policy, it’s hard to see why high end prostitution should be illegal. (I differentiate between high end and normal prostitution, because normal prostitutes – because they are valued less – are at increased risk of drug dependence, physical abuse, exploitation, and sexually transmitted diseases. Normal prostitutes even suffer extremely high rates of post-traumatic stress disorder, comparable to soldiers in a war zone.) It does seem typical that Mr. Spitzer prosecuted a number of prostitution rings as attorney general – and now finds himself labeled as the client of one.

Update II: ((Post time edited to reflect this update.)) I don’t think there is anything wrong with going over the salacious details of the lives of public officials – especially if they come out in a criminal investigation. There is a natural interest – at least for me – in the celebrity-style gossip. I generally have little to no interest in news about celebrities. But the same type of news about politicians does interest me, although I am almost and sometimes ashamed to admit it.

But some disturbing questions are beginning to be raised about how Mr. Spitzer came to be the target of this investigation – questions which my interest in the salacious details distracted me from. Jane Hamsher at Firedoglake follows up the ABC New revelation that the operation to take down the prostitution ring apparently began when investigators noticed suspicious money transfers in Mr. Spitzer’s private accounts. Ms. Hamsher asks the logical question: Why was the federal government snooping around in Mr. Spitzer’s private financial records? How did this come to the government’s attention? Ms. Hamsher concludes:

There are all kinds of things about this that just don’t pass the smell test.

Scott Horton of Harper’s points out that this prosecution was under the little-used White-Slave Traffic Act of 1910.

Glenn Greenwald asks why it is only Mr. Spitzer’s name that has been leaked, suggesting that this entire prosecution might have been politically motivated.

Such a thought would not have occurred to most reasonable people just a few years ago – but the numerous revelations about directives to U.S. Attorneys to investigate Democratic officials that came out of the U.S. Attorneys’ scandal makes this seem plausible. There are certainly unanswered questions about how this investigation got started – and why.

ka1igu1a of the Freedom Democrats points out the similarities of this incident to HBO’s The Wire.  He shares a similar distaste for Mr. Spitzer that I have had.  I have always considered him to be somewhat of a bully – even if he shares a significant part of the agenda I espouse.  I am happy to have him as a governor – but the thought of him as president would concern me.

Emily Bazelton over at Slate gives probably the best public policy model and argument for making prostitution illegal, in contrast to my point above.

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Excerpts from my Journals Politics The Clintons

Clinton and the Mummy

Excerpts from my Journals

[digg-reddit-me][Early June 1998.]

…the president made a crack about a five-hundred-year-old Inca mummy that had just been discovered at the summit of a Peruvian volcano. “You know, if I were a single man, I might just ask that mummy out,” Clinton said. “That’s a good-looking mummy.”

Afterward, McCurry [Clinton’s press secretary] told the president this had not been a wise comment for a man with his reputation for philandering. Clinton snapped at him…

On the ensuing flight to Milwalkee that night…McCurry had a drink, and he was shooting the breeze with a dozen reporters clogging the aisle. One scribe asked about Clinton’s appraisal of the mummy.

“Probably does look good compared to the mummy he’s been fucking,” McCurry said.

Had one of the reporters published the remark, even with the expletive deleted, McCurry’s tenure at the White House probably would have been over.

From Spin Cycle by Howard Kurtz, pages 48-49.

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Election 2008 Morality Obama Politics

Dr. Jeremiah A. Wright, Jr. and Trinity United Church of Christ

Michelle Obama was interviewed by Lauren Collins for the Style Issue of New Yorker magazine last week.  Ms. Obama had a disarming answer to the question of how the controversial views of the Obamas’ pastor at Trinity United Church of Christ, Dr. Jeremiah A. Wright, Jr. reflect on Mr. Obama:

“You know, your pastor is like your grandfather, right?” she said. “There are plenty of things he says that I don’t agree with, that Barack doesn’t agree with.” When it comes to absolute doctrinal adherence, she said, “I don’t know that there would be a church in this country that I would be involved in. So, you know, you make choices, and you sort of—you can’t disown yourself from your family because they’ve got things wrong. You try to be a part of expanding the conversation.”

I don’t this is an answer doctrinaire religious folk will like.  But it has the virtue of not sounding like boilerplate political hedging; instead, it demonstrates a reflective faith and an clear-eyed candor that our national conversation about faith is generally missing.

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Excerpts from my Journals Politics

Don’t you sell America to me.

Excerpts from my Journals

[Dated December 2001.]

Phil Green:

For Christ’s sakes, Henry, don’t you understand? It’s people like us, people in the middle that made this country work. And an…when people like ourselves get into this…this kind of thing, it takes it all down. That’s what’s ripping our country apart.

Harry Stoner:

You son of a bitch! Don’t you sell America to me. I’ve got friends over there sitting under the sand with bikinis on their heads…I used to get goosebumps every time I look at that flag. Don’t sell me America!

From Save the Tiger, a 1973 film for which Jack Lemmon won an Oscar playing Harry Stoner, a staid businessman whose personal and professional misconduct over the course of two days is supposed to reflect the societal disorder unleashed by the 1960s.

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Reflections

Introducing a new feature: “Excerpts from my Journals”

Beginning tomorrow, I will be posting excerpts from the journals I kept during high school and college. The journals were a mish-mash of things – quotations from movies, songs, and books; diary entries about my day; lists of every sort; diagrams of historical events; reflections on art, theology, philosophy, politics; poems; news clippings; and other odds and ends.

I just picked up the books from my house a short time ago. I wanted to use some of the quotes I had taken down for the blog – but as I reviewed the books, I found that as often as I was deeply embarrassed by what I had written and noticed, I was impressed.

Starting tomorrow, I will be posting from these journals on a regular basis. I’ve edited some of the items slightly – for grammatical and spelling mistakes – and when needed I will give the items appropriate context.  I hope you all enjoy the new content.

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Life Politics Prose

Quote of the Day

Smooth seas do not make skillful sailors.

African proverb.

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Catholicism Morality

A thoughtful Catholic

Gary Wills interviewed in The Atlantic several years ago:

You make the case for the importance of “loyal opposition” to official church positions that are nonsensical, unethical, or backward. “The job of a loyal Catholic,” you write, “is to give a support that is not uncritical, or unreasoning or abject, but one that is clear-eyed and yet loving.” What does that imply for a lay Catholic? Is simply continuing to attend mass and remaining part of the community while quietly disagreeing with and disobeying certain objectionable dicta (like the ban on contraception) enough?

That’s what it did imply until recently. Most of us Catholics have an experience of the faith at the parish level that’s very comfortable. We’re generally happy with our fellow believers and our priests and the lay assistants (who are very important these days in parishes). But now we find out that our children are being abused and that the hierarchy has protected this crime. So it’s not enough anymore to say, “Well, we’ll just ignore the Pope on issues like sex about which he’s totally ridiculous.” We have to intervene and protest and become active. And that’s what’s happening.

(h/t Andrew Sullivan.)

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Life Prose

These doomy, gloomy, over-psychologized, terminally ironic, post-humanist, post-postmodern times

But this love business – so far, it had been not very satisfying.  He had been involved with girls he liked; he had been involved with girls he didn’t like. In neither case had he ever really felt…whatever it was that he imagined he was supposed to feel.  He was shy, so that even though he showed determination at work, and playing hockey he positively enjoyed giving an opponent a hard check, he shrank before a girl who attracted him, and this made the search for someone who would make him feel whatever it was he was supposed to feel particularly difficult.  Moreover, he wasn’t cold-blooded, so he couldn’t pursue and abandon girls with the same relish as some of his friends, his best friend in particular, rather, he had a sympathetic streak that, in the matter of making conquests, seemed much more like a weakness than a strength.

From pages 5 to 6 of Beginner’s Greek by James Collins.   I just started reading the book a few days ago.  James Kaplan of The New York Times described the novel as:

…a deeply strange book. In fact, it is, to the best of my knowledge, a nonesuch: a 400-plus-page first novel by a 49-year-old American male, dedicated to the highly dubious proposition that such a thing as perfect romantic love is possible in these doomy, gloomy, over-psychologized, terminally ironic, post-humanist, post-postmodern times. Part comedy of manners, part chick lit in male drag, James Collins’s “Beginner’s Greek” is a great big sunny lemon chiffon pie of a novel, set, for good measure and our sociological titillation, among the WASP ruling classes, people who work at white-shoe investment firms and own villas in southwestern France and can instantly tell the difference between fine Bordeaux and plonk.

There is also apparently already a fight over the movie rights – with Anne Hathaway and Harvey Weinstein involved.

I will say now that the novel wears better than Mr. Kaplan’s wearying review of it.

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Criticism Life

Oddly appropriate over-the-top praise

This duet is the musical equivalent of Leonardo DaVinci and Rembrandt painting together (while Thomas Kinkade cries silently in the corner as the effects of cyanide make his life slowly ebb away)…This is the song that’s beaming through space and will get intercepted by aliens who’ll decide not to invade us because even a planet as fucked up as ours is worth saving if it can produce beauty such as this.

-Robert Berry

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History Morality

Einstein’s Religiousity

Do you believe in God?

I’m not an atheist. I don’t think I can call myself a pantheist. The problem involved is too vast for our limited minds. We are in the position of a little child entering a huge library filled with books in many languages. The child knows someone must have written those books. It does not know how. It does not understand the languages in which they are written. The child dimly suspects a mysterious order in the arrangement of the books but doesn’t know what it is. That, it seems to me, is the attitude of even the most intelligent human being toward God. We see the universe marvelously arranged and obeying certain laws but only dimly understand these laws.

Some of us might be more definite in our beliefs.  But the key that Albert Einstein here acknowledged, and that we all must acknowledge, is that our individual – and even communal – beliefs must be understood with proper humility.

Earlier in his life, Mr. Einstein was quoted:

Try and penetrate with our limited means the secrets of nature and you will find that, behind all the discernible laws and connections, there remains something subtle, intangible and inexplicable. Veneration for this force beyond anything that we can comprehend is my religion. To that extent I am, in fact, religious.

This insight seems far more spiritual and far more catholic than anything the United States Conference of Catholic Bishops has produced in the past two years.