A short week ago I wrote about Eliot Spitzer and the havoc that he had wrought as the Attorney General of the State of New York. I referred to the 'trail of carnage' that he had left behind in his quest for higher office.
Yesterday the press reported about his apparent involvement in a prostitution ring, and we witnessed his non-apology apology delivered in front of his weary and saddened wife. Eliot Spitzer appears to have been caught up in his own 'trail of carnage' as has his wife and their three daughters. He will likely be forced from office in disgrace; he could be indicted on federal charges since the prostitute traveled across state lines to meet him in his Washington, D.C. hotel room where he registered in the name of one of his friends.
His political enemies, and there are legions of those, are after his head, politically speaking. Politics in New York is indeed blood sport. The story will unfold over the coming days and weeks and months.
But all this notwithstanding, there still are those who were hurt by this megalomaniac (my diagnosis) during his meteoric ride. And there are those who have been hurt badly by this latest revelation.
Yet, as much as I dislike the actions of this man, I feel saddened, particularly for his family. It may be that his past has caught up with him; I don't know. But I still think of those who lost companies and positions and reputations by his doing. Forgiveness is difficult but certainly a worthy goal, especially it seems for an Eliot Spitzer.
