He may not be a hot young heiress or have a top-10 album, but according to an affidavit unsealed by federal prosecutors, New York Gov. Eliot Spitzer still knows how to party, and pretty hard at that. So what hip clubs is this bad boy hitting, you ask? Well, it's not really a club as much as it is a hotel of sorts. But that's okay; plenty of hotels have totally hip bars in them, don't they? What about his friends? What hot celebs is he lighting up the town with? Scarlet Johansen? Collin Farrel? Meryl Streep? No, not really. It's not so much Meryl Streep as it is just a hooker.

Now, even though Spitzer has not officially been charged, don't go calling me a dirt-digging mudslinger just yet. Last Monday, Spitzer held a press conference at which he apologized for an undisclosed "personal indiscretion." Spitzer went on to say he had acted "in a way that violates my obligations to my family, that violates my or any sense of right and wrong." Somehow I can't imagine that he's referring to a toilet he clogged in his office and blamed on his secretary. Nope, he was probably referring to the time he stuck it to a prostitute known as Kristin, an employee of the Emperor's Club whose services reportedly run between $1,000 and $5,000 an hour.

This has come as a great shock, both to the public and to other government officials who have watched Spitzer make a career out of fighting corruption as New York's attorney general. He also spearheaded a series of very high-profile Wall Street investigations, including prosecutions of (surprise!) prostitution rings. The full effect of these allegations has yet to be seen, but it will doubtless leave an ugly scar on his administration.

Now, as for my reaction, I'm going to take the same approach I did in the Clinton era and declare with great enthusiasm: "I don't care!" Why? Because, simple an argument as it may be, there are more important things to worry about. Prostitution has been around for hundreds of years. Yes, it's a horrible and abusive industry, but not to hookers like Kristin. How many of you reading this paper can make $5,000 in an hour? Anyone? Didn't think so. If we're going to make a fuss about this sort of thing, let's help the hookers who are actually suffering on the streets, not pulling high-profile jobs in the high rise hotels.