Posted by
Green Faerie on Thursday, March 13, 2008 6:56:22 PM
Alack and alas, Ex-Gov. Eliot Spitzer. Not only was he the Inspector Gervais of Wall Street, throwing around his weight against any and all perceived enemies, he was also a big-time abortion fan. When he was Attorney General, he tried to go after the crisis pregnancy centers in New York at the behest of the abortion industry. On the day the news broke about his being Client #9, he was scheduled to speak before pro-abortion advocates. Thanks to that, he had the support of the feminist establishment.
So the feminists stand by like Mrs. Spitzer at the News Conferences of Shame as their champion falls. Of course they don't care that Spitzer was essentially exploiting other women to satisfy his greatly inflated ego, just as they didn't care about Bill Clinton exploiting a young albeit randy intern or the accusations of harassment or rape levelled against him. They think as long as these men give them what they want (abortions), then it doesn't matter what they do.
Prostitution is a yucky business. Despite the fantasies of "Pretty Woman," hookers with hearts of gold, and so-called sex workers who sell the post-feminist fertilizer known as "empowerment" by exploiting your own sexuality, it's a world of drugs, self-loathing, violence, diseases, crushed dreams, slavery, and in a lot of cases, an early grave due to disease, suicide, overdoses, or murder. Madams aside, prostitution on a global scale is run by organized crime which is almost entirely dominated by men.
Spitzer's sin of adultery against his wife and the shame he brought upon his family are bad enough. What adds salt to the wound is that Spitzer, like a lot of successful and powerful men, felt entitled to use another human being--one young enough to be his daughter--for his own selfish ends. And not just some girl on a dark street corner. Spitzer demaned exclusivity. He shopped for "Kristen" on that Emperor's Club website for high-priced call girl the way other rich guys shop for fine cigars or champagne. The website bills its "stock" as attractive women who seem to have their teeth and are free from track marks. Moreover they are billed as coming from "good" families (as though girls from good families end up as prostitutes) and being educated. Spitzer and his ilk were in the market, in other words, for the sort of women who could be their equals without really being their equals. Got that, NOW?
But all is never as it seems in this shady underworld. Just as the hot chick in the phone sex ads is never the one talking to you, but rather some middle-aged matron looking to make a few extra bucks, "Kristen" isn't exactly the sort of girl you'd imagine would be worth thousands of dollars. Attractive, but not a knockout, the real girl behind the persona is a young woman who is obviously looking for fame and attention through the music biz, who left home at a young age due to "abuse," and who admitted to drug use. In short, she fits every supposed stereotype about a girl who offers her body for sale. And now her reputation and relationships are irrevocably changed forever. Just ask Monica Lewinsky.
This is why the feminist establishment holds no credibility for me. The feminists ought to be working to end prostitution and to hold all public officials accountable for exploiting women regardless of their party affiliation or ideology.
Not holding my breath on that one.