Carnival of the hypocrites

Remember Deborah Palfrey, the DC Madam? I was really looking forward to the explosion of messy fallout from her little black book going public, until some killjoy judge slapped an injunction on her and spoiled all the fun. But now the injunction has been lifted, and it's time to haul in the net and see how many big fish (or shoddy plastic car-trunk fish symbols, at least) have entrapped themselves in it. The first rather smelly specimen to come to light is Republican Senator and stern gay-marriage opponent David Vitter of Louisiana (tasty collection of blogger reactions here), whose dedication to the traditional institution of marriage must certainly be viewed in a new light now. Doubtless more will follow.

As I said before, I don't have a problem with anyone paying for sex (from a consenting adult); what I do have a problem with -- a big one -- is those pious, judgmental, moralistic prigs who want to regulate everyone else's sexual behavior in accordance with their own religious taboos. When people like that get caught with their pants down and their, er, hands in the cookie jar, I'm not going to hesitate to gloat and snicker. They lived, politically at least, by the sword of Biblical morality; let them fall by it as well.