I promised myself I would not gloat when the news broke that New York Governor Eliot Spitzer was caught with his pants down in a virtual brothel. So I break a promise. Horsewhip me. Which may be what Spitzer asked various chippies to do to him. ... Entertaining as it is when the mighty fall, it is ever more enjoyable when they have painted themselves in sanctimonious hues. But in Eliot’s case it is not surprising. Spitzer has long been a man for whom ruthless exercise of power fed his ego. Getting his way and doing what he damned well...