http://news.yahoo.com/s/ucmg/20070710/cm_ucmg/madammoralityIn a pre-emptive strike against the inevitable, Sen. David Vitter, R-La., just volunteered that his old phone number appears in the voluminous records that the now-famous D.C. Madam, Jeane Palfrey, has thoughtfully posted on the Internet -- all with the highest motives, mind you:
"The overall validity of the records' contents will be diminished when one false accusation after another begins to manifest," she announced. "Therefore, to thwart any possible distorted version and to ensure the integrity of the information, the records -- in their entirety -- are available for downloading."
In other words: Let the netroots at 'em!
O tempore! O mores! (Latin for "Ah, back in the good ol' days"). No, I'm not talking about the morals of Cajun politicians (isn't their traditional standard "live boy or dead girl"?) but the shocking decline in the professional standards of the average working girl.
Once upon a time, a gentleman could count on the discretion of the professional -- bolstered by the credible threat of public shaming. But now? O tempore! O mores!
Is nothing sacred?