There was hope

 

There was shellshock in the state congress.

There were cheers on the floor of the stock exchange.

There was incredulity throughout the real media.

There was celebration in the fake media on Comedy Central and Fox.

There were very few offering support and many calling for decapitation,

if not castration.

There was silence at Emperors Club V.I.P.

where Kristen, the bookers,

the owners under indictment and the security guards,

quietly packed their belongings, switched off their website,

and walked down the short, poorly lighted corridor.

There was a wife calling for a husband to stay.

There was a congress calling for a governor to go.

There was a Harvard law professor saying that this has been

“Blown way out of proportion” and that 20 years from now

We'll be looking back on this

And say “my god, people had to resign over prostitution?!?!?!?!”

There were millions of alleged puritans saying it will take me a little longer than 20 years.

There were three daughters.

There was a gentleman on Talk of the Nation

from Prescott , Arizona

Asking, “Is this a big deal cause I've only driven through the State of New York ”

And “a lot of people have done these same laws and it's kinda just like picking him out”

And should this matter to the nation outside of New York ?

There were other stories, sure.

There was Obama winning Mississippi .

There were two suicide bombs in Lahore .

There was Dancing with the Stars.

There was no ignoring this.

There will be a man announcing his “retirement” in ten minutes.

There will be resonance.

There will be spin.

There will be wake and then there will be silence.

There was hope, but there was a man above hope,

above office,

above his mind,

above his future,

above his judgment,

above basic, banal common sense,

above his family --

Living loudly in what he thought was a sound-proof room.

There were no walls.

There was a perfect title. Client 9.

 

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