It happens. He had to dispose of his stock. Good for him.
No, the prostitute remark is about the lowest thing I've ever heard of. You would never hear them saying that Jesse Jackson's mother was a welfare whore, if it was true. The Post, though. I surprised.
Having said all this, I'm can't believe that the top cop in the world's greatest city hasn't a skeleton or two in his closet.
I'm reading Bernard Kerik's book now and it seems to me that he tells about his past pretty frankly. And his parents were married for about three years before he was born.
I can think of many superlatives to describe New York City. However, "greatest" never would have crossed my mind.
You have to figure that way back, Kerik was approached by Taser, who needed investors in law enforcement -- smart by Taser. And Kerik, seeing the future of non-lethal weaponry, recognized a good idea. More power to him.
>>No, the prostitute remark is about the lowest thing I've ever heard of. You would never hear them saying that Jesse Jackson's mother was a welfare whore, if it was true. The Post, though. I surprised.<<
I actually think the Post was trying to point out that his is a story of man overcoming his horrid background. You know, the Catholic Church, for instance, loves pointing out all the nasty things in the backgrounds of its saints.