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Monday 7 July 2008

Never on Sunday

Taki lives the High Life

It would take the greatest bloodhound reporter of all time to discover a person with a good word to say about Eliot Spitzer, the first man ever to bully Congress for an invite on bond insurance so he could meet with cutie-pie Ashley Alexandra Dupré in Room 871 the night before. When the  crumbum finally threw in the towel, the cheers could be heard all the way to Biloxi.

Spitzer changed the law involving Johns, making it a federal crime punishable with a year in jail. Which means if life were fair he would have to do at least ten years. (He spent more than 80,000 greenbacks during the past ten years.) Mind you, I’d be doing much more than that if the laws were retroactive. It’s a shame I did not know about the Emperor’s Club, because I find Ashley Alexandra cute, but the idea of following Spitzer is a real turn-off. Oy veh, that’s what’s wrong with the oldest profession. It’s not the girls; it’s the grotesque men who use them.

Spitzer will now go into rehab and have his flunkies spread the word that it was a victimless crime. I ain’t so sure about the latter. When I was young in Paris I used Madame Claude girls most days. (But never on Sunday as I would always be with my wife after playing polo.) Back then girls had to rely mostly on their looks, brainy jobs being scarce. Claude was a nice woman who played fair with the girls. She never told me what percentage she took, but she tried to protect the girls by picking certain nice clients for particularly delicate gals. Although I say so myself, I was considered a nice John, clean, young, thin, mercifully quick, and very discreet when I’d occasionally meet them with their boyfriends chez Castel’s or New Jimmy’s. Some of them were real lookers and even ended up in the Almanach de Gotha.

This was the fun side of using hookers. Claude’s girls were semi-pros at best. In reality, prostitution is a horror story. Incest sets young women up for prostitution, and most of them have been sexually abused by the time they turn pro. The pimps take up to 80 per cent and also put them on hard drugs in order to control them. Most of the girls now working in London, Paris and Milan are from Eastern Europe and have been trafficked by pimps. Their clients are almost as grubby as the pimps, certainly much uglier, but girls will tell you they’d rather do this than have to work in a sweat shop back home. Yet most of them are brought over on false pretences, have their passports taken away by the pimps, and are punished severely if they don’t play ball.

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