Saturday, March 15, 2008

OK, I wasn't going to but I have to ask

People are still talking about Eliot Spitzer, and the question I hear most is what could the call girl possibly do that's worth $4,500 an hour? Granted, the top tier athletes and actors get paid that kind of money. Clearly we're dealing with the A-Rod of hookers. (Insert your own A-Rod joke here.) Except the employers of top tier athletes and actors get to sell tickets to people who want to see them perform. For the moment, at least, let's assume that option wasn't open to Governor Spitzer. So what does this woman provide that's that much better than what you get from a $100 an hour prostitute? After great sex will she replace the roof tiles on the Governor's mansion? Simonize the family car?

But I say the people who wonder why she's worth $4,500 an hour are asking the wrong question. What they ought to ask is: if you weren't going to miss the money, wouldn't you want -- no, wouldn't you need to find out?

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