...Paterson revealed yesterday the reason he can't get straight the frequency or duration of his loving ways: He was engaged in flings with a burgeoning population of strange and familiar women. Too many to count."I didn't violate an oath," he actually said, as if the oath of marriage were a ticklish formality that one may easily trash - provided, as he insists, he did not spend state money to pleasure himself.
But wasn't Paterson catting around during times he should have been busy writing legislation or something? What duties are we, the taxpayers, paying these guys to perform?
...We are rapidly growing desensitized to chief executives whose carnal needs trump common sense. It appears that a state position and the ability to twist arms is all it takes for a public servant to get laid while on the clock.
Paterson admitted he helped a lover afflicted with an unspecified medical problem get special treatment at work. It seems a roll in the hay, and a word from the then-state senator, got the lady's problem fixed.
Lost in the hubbub of the latest Love Gov is the fact that the man had children - a boy who was between 5 and 7 when Paterson commenced his activities, plus a stepdaughter.
But you heard him. It's nobody's business.
(Andrea Peyser writing in the New York Post)
