Not that I needed any convincing that there exists not one shred of integrity or even lip service to the notion of journalistic standards at Nick Denton’s cesspool of a media stable, BUT: here’s yet another reason to stop reading anything published at a Gawker site. The last thing any of us needed was a shit-stain like you giving the C. O’D. license to play the Female Victim Card. Way to go. What do you do for an encore, invade Yugoslavia during a backflip while sticking your cock in the neighbor’s dog? Because I think that may have been a move with less chance of backfiring.
Flip the script and you’re talking about The Clenis over ten years ago, or Gary Hart ten years before that. Tittering about alleged peccadilloes was wrong then, it’s still wrong now, no matter what her platform is or how she goes about talking about “the naughty” while on the stump. If she’s not doing anything illegal, you have no business peeking in her bedroom. Even if you feel she’s trying to peek into yours. If you think you’re informing anyone that politicians don’t always advocate their own behavior, you really need a different fucking job. This move was pure politics of personal destruction, and just because the target isn’t a Democrat doesn’t make that set of tactics right, asshole.
You see, you don’t use the tactics of your enemy that you find abhorrent. That’s not “turnabout is fair play”, no matter how much you beg it to be. That’s called “using ends to justify means”. You aren’t exposing anyone’s lack of character but your own.
