At first we were grateful for the Eliot Spitzer prostitute scandal — it provided a much-needed beak from the endless horror that has been the Democratic-primary campaign. But now, less than a week after it broke, we’re suffering from Spitzer fatigue. Isn’t there anything else tawdry and embarrassing to talk about? We’ve sort of burnt out all of our nerve endings regarding Spitzer. It’s like Britney Spears — we’re all out of sorry. Lo and behold, yesterday we learned that there is something more tawdry and embarrassing than a married governor using hookers: a married governor having threesomes with his wife and male limo driver. Combined with the added bonus that the wife, despite having seen him frolicking in bed with another man, says she is shocked to learn that he’s gay. (Lady, regardless of whether there was another penis in the room, straight men do not “frolic,” mmkay?) And thus, Jim McGreevey, Dina Matos McGreevey, and hunky driver Teddy Pedersen have relieved us from our Spitzer doldrums.
The funny thing is, the Trenton press corps totally knew about this all along. We remember when the first McGreevey scandal arose, when the New Jersey governor in 2004 admitted to being a “gay American,” a Trenton reporter was unsurprised. “Everybody knew he was doing it with the limo driver,” she said. At the time, the alleged McGreevey lover who was exposed was Golan Cipel, his security adviser, although Cipel has always denied any affair. But if everyone knew that for years the McGreeveys had been sharing hotel rooms with Pedersen while on the gubernatorial campaign trail, why didn’t anyone report it? It’s so George H.W. Bush and Jennifer Fitzgerald for the LGBT era.
Anyway, the Post has all the tawdry details. Here’s our favorite bit:
“We called it the Friday Night Special,” Pedersen said. The “intense” escapades, he said, usually began with a “couple of drinks” at a local T.G.I. Friday’s and culminated in “a hard-core consensual sex orgy” between the three of them at McGreevey’s Woodbridge condo.
Oh, man. As far as tawdry and embarrassing goes, the Mayflower Hotel has nothing on T.G.I. Friday’s.