So suppose you had 24 hours in New York. Suppose those 24 hours run from 5:30 PM on Sunday to 5:30 PM on Monday. Suppose further that you wanted to get at least five or six hours of sleep in there. And suppose it’s mid-June when you’re there.
What do you do with that time?
I honestly expected one of the Kevins (in particular, KTK) would cover this one, but since neither has, I’ll go ahead and do it:
What a maroon. (As Bugs Bunny would say.)
Spitzer must resign at this point, and rumors are that he will, of course. But the hypocrisy in this case is simply mind-boggling. There’s word that Spitzer may have been done in by the very anti-money-laundering rules he helped to implement, and if that’s the case, the irony would be delicious.
By this time, all the bad puns have been taken, as have the snide remarks about how it would have been male prostitutes if he were a Republican, so I’ll spare you.
If it’s actual thoughtful coverage you’re waiting for, you’re going to have to wait for one of the Kevins to address it, or hop on over to Talking Points Memo, where they’ve got a lot of good analysis.
UPDATE: Spitzer has resigned
Royalty was like dandelions. No matter how many heads you chopped off, the roots were still there underground, waiting to spring up again.
It seemed to be a chronic disease. It was as if even the most intelligent person had this little blank spot in their heads where someone had written: "Kings. What a good idea." Whoever had created humanity had left in a major design flaw. It was its tendency to bend at the knees.
-- Terry Pratchett, Feet of Clay
