Ashley Dupre, you may remember her as the high-class hooker that had sex with New York Governor Eliot Spitzer, is blogging.  Not just because she has a lot on her mind, but because she’s releasing a single.  No, “a single” isn’t a sex term — she’s a singer now.  

Anyway, Dupre is upset that she hasn’t received the same forgiving treatment that the public seems to have offered to the former gov.  Here’s her kind of lengthy blog entry and I strongly suggest you click here to hear her single, as well:

I read the front page of the NY Post this week and was happy to see that Mr. Spitzer is moving on with his life and considering getting back into politics.  Everyone makes mistakes.  Everyone deserves a second chance.  Me too, right?  Well, apparently not.  Why?  Because many people are liars and hypocrites.  Let me give you just a few examples of what I keep encountering, despite my best efforts to move on.

First, I’m often referred to as the “woman who brought down the Governor” – excuse me people, I didn’t call the tabloids, I didn’t blow the whistle and I didn’t save “the dress.”  I did nothing to shine a light on my indiscretions or to “out” anyone else. 

Second, I keep being accused of “cashing in” on the scandal – wrong again. People think I made money off music that was exploited when the scandal first broke, that I am doing reality television, and that I made millions posing nude for magazines.  The truth is none of those things happened.  This situation closed far more doors than it ever opened.  I didn’t see a dime for my songs, but other people certainly did.  I didn’t pose nude for a magazine, but other people made money off of photos of me that they sold to tabloids.  Even photos I posed for ages ago were sold to the highest bidder.  I never sold any photos of myself – but people who I trusted did.  And the “millions” for the nude pics?  I was offered that, repeatedly – and turned them down because I didn’t want to perpetuate the problem or feed into the stereotype. 

Third, speaking of perpetuating the problem and feeding into the stereotype, let me tell you about most book publishers – they are worse than the tabloids.  I won’t give them the “tell all” they are demanding and won’t glorify and sensationalize “how exciting the life of a high-priced NYC escort must be,” as one major publisher put it.  Sorry folks, my life wasn’t like a “Sex And The City” episode.  I’m not sure that exists anywhere but on television.  Oh, and I also love how some publishers who were interested in my story and had offers on the table suddenly pulled them because executives in the company had “personal and political reasons” about publishing the book.  What does that mean?  Did this hit too close to home for you because your husband cheated on you with an escort?  Or would your wife feel insecure if she heard you were working with me? I will write the book regardless and do it for the right reasons.  
   
Fourth – ladies, ladies, ladies – so many of you have been cool, supportive and loving.   But there are those of you out there who just love to judge.  Let me say this – most girls, to varying degrees of course, want to be pampered and have nice shoes, designer handbags and gorgeous clothes.  I know many women who target guys with money and use them to get these things.  They toy with them, flirt, go on dates, have sex and then drop hints about that new dress at the store down the street or being short on rent money – and the guys deliver it.  This is a dishonest relationship.  I see this all over New York City.  Some women aren’t as vindictive, but still dive into relationships with wealthy guys who they don’t love or even find attractive, but they stay in it because they have a nice home, a car and spending money – they would rather stay in an unfulfilling or loveless relationship than lose that security.  This, too, is a dishonest relationship. I see this type all over the suburbs of New Jersey with the housewives who are strung out on mood stabilizers or the couples who put all their attention on their children so they don’t have to deal with their own issues.  What about going to those sugar daddy websites?   Is that legal?  Should it be?  Is what I did any more dishonest?  Get real and get over yourself.

You’d be shocked at some of the messes I’ve gotten myself into….and, more importantly, how I got out of them.  I have so much more to say, and I will – but it’s time for Yoga class! Om Shanti!

And while all this is going on, this is what I am really passionate about.  My music.  Here is a rough mix of a song I am working on that tells a little bit of my story.  I hope you like it. :o)

So, Eliot Spitzer landed a job as a college professor and is considering a return to politics  Ashley Dupre is unemployed and hoping someone will buy her song.  Do you think we give men more leeway in these situations than the hookers they hire?

Whore-loving former New York governor Eliot Spitzer has a new job — as a blogger!

Okay, okay, except they can’t call it a “blog,” because that would be SO BENEATH a former U.S. governor. It would be even more under him than Ashley Dupre. So instead we’re calling it an “online column.” That’s what I write too. I’m not a gossip blogger. I author an “online gossip column.” Duh.

Anyway, as our economy completely disintegrates in front of our eyes, what Americans really want is to take financial advice from a disgraced governor who wasn’t even smart enough to get away with fucking hookers. Of course. So Spitzer’s “online column” for Slate.com will focus on the economy and financial regulation. It will appear every other week.

Good to see that at least SOMEBODY can find work these days!

Because all sex scandal women come out with their own handbag line.  It’s like…a rule. 

Ashley Dupre, the hooker who serviced former NY governor Eliot Spitzer, was on 20/20 last night telling her side of the story.  I’m always suspicious of people who cry without the presence of tears.  She absolutely seemed fake and scripted to me.  I love the way Diane Sawyer looks at her.  She communicates “Wow, you are really fucking stupid” without even saying a word.  Anyway, Dupre says she’s intelligent but she also didn’t know she was screwing the governor of NY.  Because she was busy and didn’t read newspapers.  As a further sign of mental acumen, when the FBI showed up at her apartment and she turned on her TV to see Spitzer’s resignation, she began to “connect the dots.”

But to further support my belief that television is educational, I learned that being a prostitute is not the same thing as being an escort.  Because when you are an escort, you get dinner first.

Some of the best parts of the interview:

On how she got through the sex
“You had to be emotionally disconnected from your heart to your head.”

On the fact that she wasn’t a full time hooker
Sawyer reported that Ashley supposedly worked 3 months at a time and would then take six months off “to work at a real estate agency or waitressing, only to return to escort again.” She had a married boyfriend paying her bills for six months, which could explain it.

Whether she was afraid people would find out
“Absolutely, no one knew about that.”

On whether there were things she wouldn’t do
“Absolutely. I’m a very bright girl and I value my health and would do whatever necessary to make sure I was always protected, always…. If I did [feel I was in danger] I would leave.”

On how she got herself prepared to go out and be a prostitute
She had to stop the interview when Sawyer asked her this, but it didn’t seem sincere. Then when they came back she said she “hugged her dog” before she went out.

On if she had the “Pretty Woman” fantasy of getting saved by a client
This was where the real Ashley seemed to come out. She got animated and serious and it was all business for her.

“No. [scowls] I served a purpose. I knew what my purpose was. If I was surprised at their kindness, it’s fake kindness. [looks pissed off]. I mean, it’s time spent together, but it’s still not real. Kind of like having an abusive boyfriend and saying ‘oh but he loves me.’”

On the married boyfriend that gave her a six month reprieve from prostitution
She started crying here, and it looked fake and very put on. Apparently she was living with a guy she met outside her escort job who knew she was a prostitute. She gave up the job for him and it sounded like he was paying for the apartment and all her bills. She supposedly didn’t know he was married, but when he left her she had to go back to prostitution to pay the rent and her credit card debt.

She went back to being a prostitute in December, a month before the scandal
Here she read from her supposed diary from that time and she said it was hard to go back to prostitution after six months off. She said “I don’t know why it was so difficult for me. What if I got sick, what if I got AIDS, what if I got killed? I never planned on going back to work, but I had to.”

When asked why Spitzer was deemed a “difficult” client, as found out in the FBI investigation.
“Legally I’ve been advised not to discuss that.” She also wouldn’t discuss if she saw him more than once. “I don’t feel that I brought him down. [that was] a decision that he made.”

On her half-assed apology to Spitzer’s wife.
Sawyer asked her if she had something to say to Spitzer, but she said “I don’t think I would say it to him. I would say it to his wife. Sorry for your pain.”

After Governor Eliot Spitzer resigned from his office in New York after being caught in the middle of a prostitution ring, it turns out his replacement — David Paterson — has a long and distinguished history of drug use and extra-marital affairs.

The conversation he had with NY1’s Inside City Hall on Monday night went, literally, like this:

Carter: Marijuana?

Paterson: Yes.

Carter: Cocaine?

Paterson: Yes.

Carter: You have used cocaine, Governor?

Paterson: I’d say I was about 22-23. I tried it a few times, yes.

Paterson and his wife have also both admitted to having affairs outside their marriage, although neither wants to talk about how many.

Jesus Christ, people!

You know, I used to think that, with my past, I could never in a million years run for public office. But now I’m thinking otherwise. Hell, I haven’t used cocaine since I was about 23, either! In fairness, though, that was like 3 years ago.

Paterson is both the first African-American and first legally blind governor of New York.

Playgirl is offering Eliot Spitzer a chance to pose for their magazine.

Your political career is sadly over; and you owe a lot of money to a lot of people. Hell, you may land in jail before too long. So consider this letter a brief note of urgency.

How about making some loot back, by showing us what you saved for such a select few? How about strutting your sexuality, and defending your right to get down for the magazine and Playgirl.com? Couldn’t you use a little rent money right about now? Seriously—get in touch with us. We’re ready to make you a very attractive offer. Someone get Spitzer on the line: Playgirl needs him naked, now.

I did the Photoshop job myself.

That’s how boring the gossip is today.

Jump inside for the uncensored (NSFW) version.

Heh.

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