Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Dirty

You may have seen this over on TPM Muckraker, but I cannot resist reprinting it here. This is from the new book The Wrong Stuff: The Extraordinary Saga of Randy “Duke” Cunningham, the Most Corrupt Congressman Ever Caught:
...even Wilkes drew a line on what he would do for the congressman. For one thing, Wilkes was totally disgusted by the hot tub Cunningham put on the boat's deck during the autumn and winter. What repelled Wilkes -- and others invited to the parties -- was both the water Cunningham put in the hot tub and the congressman's penchant for using it while naked, even if everybody else at the party was clothed. Cunningham used water siphoned directly from the polluted Potomac River and never changed it out during the season. "Wilkes thought it was unbelievably dirty and joked if you got in there it would leave a dark water line on your chest," said one person familiar with the parties. "The water was so gross that very few people were willing to get into the hot tub other than Duke and his paramour." That was a reference to Cunningham's most frequently seen girlfriend, a flight attendant who lived in Maryland.

One of these parties started at the Capital Grille with Cunningham ordering his usual filet mignon -- very well done -- with iceberg lettuce salad and White Oak. Wilkes used the dinner to update Cunningham on the appropriations he wanted. Cunningham then took the whole group back to the boat where they drank more wine, sitting on white leather sofas while Cunningham told more war stories. Cunningham then took his clothes off and invited all to join him in the polluted hot tub that was hidden from the neighbors by a white tarp. There were no takers.
Filet mignon very well done?

In a letter sent from prison, Cunningham used the phrase "save his donkey" because he was too pure to use the word "ass." The photo shows Cunningham having a confab on religious issues with the faaaaabulous Paul Crouch of the Trinity Broadcast Network.

1 comment:

dqueue said...

I had the good fortune to spend a couple summers pretty active on the Potomac and Occaquan Rivers; eventually, my friend decided to sell his boat. Anyhow, the Occaquan, which feeds into the Potomac, was slightly disgusting; however, we swam -- I've had no ill health effects since. The Potomac, however, left a noticeable film on one's skin and a stench on one's clothes.

To the Duke, I can only say, Ick.