Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Nauseatingly postmodern

It has come to pass--you can now visit the myspace page of Eliot Spitzer's prostitute. Thanks, New York Times!

Twenty-two years old. Attractive. A hard-knock life. An aspiring singer. Which all adds up to: book deals. Music deals. Weepy interviews. Reality shows. Coverage by the tabloids. Etc., etc.

And the beat goes on.

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