Am I Who I Hate?

In the past 24 hours, I have struggled with the trait that I dislike most in others. That being hypocrisy.

For those of you that have been living under a rock the last 24 hours, my forced introspection has come from the whole NY Governor Spitzer whore-gate, where the former NY Attorney General who prosecuted prostitution rings was discovered to be banging them. And if you believe the gossip, up the ass without a condom.

When he was elected Governor in 2006, he had 66% of the popular vote. Everyone had high hopes and he got on the pro-Marriage Equality bandwagon right from the start. Then it was downhill with scandal after scandal. Then he wanted to give official drivers' licenses to illegals. Last week, before the latest news broke, his approval rating was down in the low 30%.

I found myself holding back on condemning him. Why? His political philosophy is the same as mine. If a right winger had been caught doing this, I would be all over it, crying "hypocrite, he's gotta go!"

Now Mr. Clean ain't so clean after all. He's a hypocrite, and if I let it slide, so am I.

Holding myself accountable, I hereby declare, "Eliot, you're a hypocrite, and you gotta go."
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