Until this past week, the crimes of the alleged (and so-dubbed) D.C. Madam were fairly victimless: Some pretty rich folks paid a bunch of money to secure the privilege of being able to do it with ladies who seemed okay with the exchange. Duders got laid. Ladies got money. Life carried on.
Sure, when the whole mess got outed, there were a few public apologies and probably some pretty pissed-off significant others–but whatevers; it’s not exactly the stuff of RICO.
Oh wait. That’s right: Prostitution is illegal in this country. And so, in the words of the Washington Post’s Dana Milbank, prosecutors can press forward with a “small potatoes…federal racketeering and money-laundering case that could ruin the lives of 132 women.”
At the helm of this debacle is Catherine Connelly, who, thanks to current legal structures, can reveal the names of, according to Milbank, “most, if not all, of the Madam’s escorts”–at least one of whom will likely loose her Naval position thanks to the time that she’s already spent on the witness stand. Other government targets include the oh-so-threatening “63-year-old retired PhD” who was “forced to testify about inducing orgasms in her client” and what would happen if she happened to be working while she was on the proverbial rag.
We shit you not.
Jesus fucking Christ, Catherine Connelly, wanna let-up a bit?
Then again, maybe the best chance for everyone to, uh, get off is for Connelly to be SO vicious that her jury gets all pissy and acquits Madam Palfrey out of sheer distaste for the prosecution.
Maybe?
Anyway (cue Bunk). Eff this.
