Saturday, December 01, 2007

Taxpayer booty for Rudy and Judi (Added fashion question)

Rudy had the taxpayers pay for police transportation of his mistress' friends.
A source involved with the mayor's operations at the time tells CBS 2 HD that Nathan took flagrant advantage of that police car and driver.

The source says Nathan forced police to chauffeur her friends and family around the city -- even when she wasn't in the car.
Rudy's secret fund even paid for cops to walk Judi's dog!

Now we learn that "the Great Judi" pays for two seats every time she flies alone on one of her European shopping jaunts. One seat goes to her beloved Louis Vuitton handbag. That bag should become a Giuliani symbol.

If that tale gets the play given to John Edward's haircut, Rudy is toast.

Where have we heard this story before? A leader with authoritarian leanings is forced to relinquish power because of a furor generated the woman he loves -- a woman everyone else considers an opportunistic bitch who insists on the royal treatment. The same "leader" hid his secret dealings with the foreign thugs who bombed buildings in his nation's greatest city.

Hint: Twentieth Century British history. The run-up to WWII.

The parallel is imperfect, of course. I don't think Eddie liked to dress in women's clothing.

Added question: All right, I gotta ask this, even though style ain't exactly my thing. I don't watch Bravo and I don't know anything about ladies' fashions, aside from being of the opinion that goth chicks are kind of hot. I certainly don't know handbags. But...

What is the deal with Louis Vuitton bags? Why do these damned things cost so much?

I gotta tell ya: The bag pictured here, like the ones I've seen on various other sites, strikes me as being...well...ugly. Look at it: Clunky, boxy, and the color of dog poop. And it has the company logo crassly plastered all over it, like a t-shirt for the Dodgers. Just what, exactly, makes such a hideosity a fetish object?

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

The Duchess of Windsor was a lot more elegant than Judi. To me, she wreaks cheapness. Yuck!

Anonymous said...

Ahhh, the smell of fried neo-con in the morning. 'S great. Though I fear that this is the first step in the plot to shred any GOP hopefuls for '08 who aren't John McCain, this is the best Republican scandal we've had all year. It even has a fun handle—"Bootygate"! That's so repeatable, so...satisfying. And so inclusive—'booty' could, in this case, refer to either the sex Rudy and his future wife were having on the public's dime, or to the way said wife inflated her expenses to accommodate her accessories while traveling.

Anonymous said...

LV handbags are popular with your average upper middle-class Status Whore, Joseph. They're goddamn ugly, (although they are durable) but they're also a "polite" way of flaunting moderate financial success. A little low rent for NYC, though.

AitchD said...

You can lease those bags now. You used to be able to tell good stuff because it was obvious. Maybe the Lacoste tennis/golf shirt started the show-off sport, helped along by Life Magazine and the Pathe Newsreels. Then came the knock-offs and imitations, whence the market difference between the haves and the ones with no money at the end of the month or right after the beginning. You remember when kids were killing each other for their sneakers because the teachers would judge their pupils by their shoes, which indicated their economic health and welfare status, don't you? How can you tell a genuine? If you put a fake Rolex inside the fake LV handbag, will your mistress love you more or less? Clinton was smart to wear that clunky plastic watch in 1992, especially since everyone (Life and Pathe grown up) talked about Bush always looking at his watch. And vomiting from too much Prozac because he didn't eat broccoli. Two market graph lines crossed each other in 1993: tailors and seamstresses were descending into history and oblivion when Nail Salons crossed them on their way to ubiquity.

Anonymous said...

At least the King of England (later the Duke of Windsor) spent his own money for his indulgences. The money was already there. Guiliani stole his, Edward inherited his (with a little stipend from the taxpayer)