From Elliott Spitzer’s brief statement to the press:
Today, I want to briefly address a private matter. I have acted in a way that violated the obligations to my family and that violates my — or any — sense of right and wrong. I apologize first, and most importantly, to my family. I apologize to the public, to whom I promised better. I do not believe that politics in the long run is about individuals. It is about ideas, the public good and doing what is best for the State of New York. But I have disappointed and failed to live up to the standard that I expected of myself. I must now dedicate some time to regain the trust of my family.
Does this cut it as an apology? Shouldn’t he at least have said what he did — although, of course, that would be admitting to committing a crime, for which he could be prosecuted. Would you have preferred it if he had ritually disemboweled himself with a rusty butter knife? Can you hear the shouts of childish glee from the office of the WSJ’s editorial page?
How about his wife, standing there next to him? Suddenly, being Mrs. Larry Craig doesn’t seem so bad.