In One Man's Fall, Bruises for All
Eliot Spitzer Strays. Women Say: You Cad! Men Say: Why Me?
Saturday, March 15, 2008
All week long it's been going on.
Sometime in the middle of watching wall-to-wall Spitzermania, maybe during the second painful news conference, maybe after the 40th ex-call girl shared her exclusive glimpse into the industry, maybe when the nearly nudie Kristen/Ashley snaps surfaced, women across the country turned to their partners and said:
As long as I live, I will never -- the selfishness is what really -- look at his wife! Look at her! Explain this to me, honey. Explain it. Why do men do this?
And men across the country said:
Here we go again.
Here we go, into that tetchy relationship territory in which A Guy (Bill Clinton, Hugh Grant, Ross from "Friends") screws up royally, and his sins become the sins of the gender, and any attempt at explanation inevitably ends in: "Gaaaarrrgh!"
The reverberations of Eliot Spitzer are showing up in relationships everywhere we look.
Like Brandon Hutchison and Dee Johnson, dating for two months and walking to a happy hour at Helix Lounge.
Johnson: "She should not have been on that podium. She was biting her lip -- you could tell she was going to beat his [butt] when they got home. What do you think?"
Hutchison: "I'm not saying what he did is not wrong, but times have changed, things are different. Everyone's cheating."
Johnson:
Hutchison: "I'm not saying that I'm cheating."



