Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Too Much Information!


I wasn't going to comment on the recent mess in the state of New York. The recent revelation about now former Governor Eliot Spitzer and his "high class call girl" drew mostly chuckles from me. And, before I go any further, will someone please tell me what a "high class call girl" is? Since when is being a call girl "classy" in any way? What she actually is, is a HIGH PAID PROSTITUTE. But, that's another conversation for another time.



And, as if that revelation wasn't bad enough, the now new Governor David Patterson, who not only is African-American (another "Negro" first) but also blind, says after just two days in office that he not only had an affair during a "rough patch" in his marriage but, that he also slept with several girls after the "rough patch" was over. If that wasn't eye opening enough (no pun intended), today he says that he smoked pot. Brother please, don't say anymore! Is there anything else in your closet that you have not told us about? I guess Governor Patterson wants to air out all of his dirty laundry now, so that nobody else will come at him later on down the road with any scandals.



Medgar Ever's brother, Charles Evers, did the same thing back in the early 70's when he became the mayor of a small Mississippi town. He revealed that he had fathered a child out of wedlock. He said, "Nobody is going to tell more on me than I tell on myself". He ended the revelations there... maybe, there were no more to tell or maybe he had the good sense to leave well enough alone. I don't know. I hope Governor Patterson doesn't have any more revelations either.

1 comment:

ZACK said...

You know he does, Bro. Keith!
Next week, Gov. Patterson is going to confess to learning braille at a strip joint. Ok, that was low! But what's wrong with a little edgy humor?

This guy is just like Ray Charles, only more candid...too candid.




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