And what of the prostitutes? One of them, aspiring singer, songwriter and apparent Spitzer fave Ashley Dupre, enjoyed a spike in earnings from her two singles, has entertained six-and-seven-figure offers to pose for Hustler and Penthouse, and recently received a million-dollar proposal from the purveyors of the Girls Gone Wild videos. Not bad for having publicly admitted to committing a crime. (I looked, but I couldn’t find ABC’s earlier story on Spitzer: “Johns Fall While Their Hookers Prosper.”)
Under the strange logic exhibited by the media, the abrupt end of Spitzer’s career in the face of the rising fame and fortune of his favorite brunette call girl would be discrimination against men. Oh wait—that doesn’t exist. It seems the media are great at connecting the dots but only one sex scandal at a time.
What we have is one story where a man—Spitzer—engages in a crime and gives up his entire political career while his female cohort has money thrown at her, and a different story where it’s the woman—Palfrey—who loses everything while the guilty men go on in affluence. Tragic and unjust? Sure. But gender discrimination, no.
ABC isn’t the only fountainhead of journalistic truth. In an equally hard-hitting piece published May 2, Washington Post staff writer Monica Hesse describes her feelings, writing, “Maybe we feel sad because of the gendered irony.”
Hesse crudely advances the radical feminist narrative, noting that “the powerful men whose names surfaced in the scandal, the ones who did not appear in the courtroom, who did not have to discuss their menstrual cycles publicly, have all remained unscathed.”
Further exploring her introspective self-pity, Hesse conjectures on Palfrey’s personal thoughts during the trial: “She would have been thinking that she provided a legitimate service … She would have been thinking that if this was a crime at all, it was surely a victimless one between consenting adults.” Hesse then adds the parenthetical remark, “Do we feel sad because, deep down, we think that she’s right?” I suspect Hesse’s feelings are a lot closer to the surface than she intimates.
One Huffington Post blogger makes Palfrey out to be a regular martyr. In a post titled “The D.C. Madam: She Took the Fall for Everyone,” the blogger laments, “I don’t know about you, but I haven’t heard of Senator David Vitter or any of the other clients on the D.C. Madam’s list killing themselves.” I don’t know about you, but I find this writer’s thinly veiled disappointment a bit unnerving.
The media like to selectively dispense judgment and compassion based on sexism, on racism, and all the other “-isms” they pretend to hate. And when it comes to crimes of sex, it’s the men who are always the bad guys.
Amidst the sex, lies, drama and suicide, for feminists and the liberal media at least, one thing is clear: a crime was committed here. The crime by which rich white guys audaciously continued living their lives—while the D.C. Madam lay dead.