Not the same old love story. 

Man, husband, and father of three begins moving his money around in a suspicious way.  Feds think man is being bribed. Feds soon find out that Israeli is running prostitution ring man is patronizing.  Man helps prostitute across state borders to get to New York.  Man is called Client Number 9.  Ashley Alexandra Dupré, wannabe singer, costs Mr. #9 $4300 per hour. That's a lot of JVibe subscriptions.

The kicker?  Man is Jewish Governor of New York, Elliot Spitzer, famous for prosecuting the corrupt in Wall Street and building a Mr. Clean persona.

For a cringe, see Spitzer deliver the speech himself.

For a laugh, see Jon Stewart lampoon the guy.

For every Spitzer, the Jewish community cringes at a tainting of public perception of ourselves.  My concern for Spitzer was twofold.  Firstly, as a hypocrite.  He attacked the corrupt when he was equally so.  Secondly, as a law-breaker.  He broke the law three times: by helping a prostitute transport across state lines, by trying to avoid filing his money transfers involving trysts, and by paying his tab via phony corporations the prostitution ring set up. 

While one friend swore he had no problem had Spitzer had just an affair, most of my friends' concerns were otherwise.  His fatherly and husbandly obligations—slashed.

Others didn't care.  They'd rather have a productive Governor who breaks some laws than the other way around. 

Right or wrong, Spitzer's resignation—and the press coverage that swirled around it—has its reasons. New York, and the country, needed to move on after Craig's, Vitter's, and McGreevy's setting the stage of public impropriety.