I am way too lazy to ever actually be involved in conspiracy theories – keeping track of all the possibilities just seems like too much work. Never the less, in the case of the former governor of New York, Eliot “Put It on My Tab, Baby” Spitzer it seems astonishingly coincidental that the vice would just happen to put the hammer down on the very escort service that Spitzer favored with his custom. Maybe they were going after dozens of hooker entrepreneurs and this was just one of them, but I haven’t seen that in any of the stories.
Plus, every time I see his name in print it reminds me that when I was a wee little fruit, I had a huge crush on Mark Spitz. It was probably a combination of the moustache and the Speedo. When I was 17, this was the closest to porn I had come. I still sort of like it.