Who. The Hell. Cares?
Dear Media,
yes, we get it, he had some fun on the side. Yes, people understand that since he told you the story first, you have to report it. Yes, of course, this is an awesome, titillating story so soon after that other unpleasantness. And absolutely, his wife did some dallying too, as we now know. This matters, to someone, I'm sure.
Sure, it's understandable that you'd overlook the fact that the Patersons - like the Spitzers - have children, children who are probably being traumatized into years of therapy even as we speak.
But seriously, is this what you really have to give wood to on his first full day day in office? And by wood, I mean frontpage hundred and twenty point type?
Can't you every once in a while, instead of telling us who's up and who's down, who's doing who for how much and how often, report on stuff that matters? There's a budget to be produced. That matters. That budget has a 4.4 billion dollar gap. That matters, too, and even more, what matters is how it gets closed.
There's more to cover, no question. Our legislature is a laughingstock. Upstate is rotting before our eyes. The Senate is about to flip - what does that mean? Why is this important?
So much to write about, and this - this! - is what consumes the entire news cycle? Come. On. Seriously?
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David Paterson
I don't know but I've been told
that it's possible that then-Senator Paterson's campaign committee paid for the hotel bills in question. Would that, as a legal matter, be different from, or more alarming than, adultery (about which I care not a whit)? Could that be the other shoe that Roger Stone was referring to?