A Plague on All Your Houses

by Attila on May 29, 2004

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Hey–the pics are hot. I can just see the video: Debbie Does DC, with a Good Friend. Behold Wonkette (left), and the Washingtonienne (right), enjoying a night of Being Seen on the town. Negotiations continue with Hefner’s people.

Suddenly, we’re all supposed to weigh in on whether it’s okay for young staffers on Capitol Hill (e.g. the Washingonienne) to do some hooking on the side in order to meet their expenses when they are only making $25K a year. The whole subject makes me tired. But, okay:

1) What exactly are their bosses doing for money? Some of our legislators may not be turning tricks, but they’re certainly willing to put the national interest aside in order to get a few dollars from home constituents who want the pork barrel projects to keep rolling in. There is whoring, and then whoring.

2) It’s easy for us to get self-righteous about how we got by in our youth without selling our bodies. I mean, Wonkette got a little mean-spirited at Michelle Malkin’s expense, but it’s true that not everyone has the same survival skills as everyone else.

3) Nonetheless, there are media interns living dorm-style in Manhattan on 20K. It means bunk beds and little privacy, but it can be done. And, unlike being in politics, most media jobs really are a vow of poverty–it really means years of under-earning. (Let me put it this way: it makes teaching salaries look good, at least for the first 20 years.)

4) I managed to live on 16K in West L.A. in the early 90s. Though I didn’t enjoy it, and

5) I lived as a good friend’s paid mistress for five years before that, partly because he was a nice guy and could afford it, and partly because I just didn’t have any marketable skills or self-confidence at all.

6) Is there any chance we bloggers could actually talk about Real News, rather than weighing and chronicling the life choices of shallow people who are relentless users of men (though if we must, Kevin’s done a bang-up job, so to speak)? And, regarding Wonkette, who seems to be garnering even more resentment than the Washingtonienne herself, I usually vote WRT her the way I used to vote against Howard Stern: I “change the dial.”

And, let me put this to rest: I’d just like to say right here and right now that there is no truth to the rumors that Baldilocks and I will be doing a centerfold together in Penthouse. Although we’ve told ’em they can place hundreds of thousands of dollars in our tip jars, if they like. To pay us for our writing. (Remember that?–writing? Some of us are still doing that. It saves us scads on all that K-Y jelly.)

{ 3 comments }

The Commissar May 29, 2004 at 6:16 am

I’m reminded of a line from Dr. Strangelove. The Russian ambassador says, “Premier Kissoff is a man of the people, but he is also a man, if you know what I mean.”

Da! The Commissar, too.

Also, it was only after I posted a couple entries on this story, that I realized that the endless bombbushkerryiraqcasualtiesDemRepSadrpolls that constitute my usual fare weary me a little. And we’re still five months from the election? Five months of ‘headlines, but no hard news?’ Ugh.

Nonetheless, at my blog, ‘we will soon return to our regular programming.’

Oh yes, I am profoundly disappointed that the LMA-BL picture story is an empty rumor. 🙂

Juliette May 29, 2004 at 9:30 am

I love you, dear, but not that much. 🙂

Attila Girl June 1, 2004 at 12:32 am

We’d be much tougher and smarter than the DC ladies. Which would make us much sexier, for the discriminating (and patriotic) male. And they’d have to pose us either working out or reading (Cato Institute literature, no doubt).

And, yeah–kill all the lesbian overtones. Just strong, free-willed, free-thinking babes. Ones who like men–and guns. And the written word.

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