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Is going to be the bad boy of the senate. Like, sitting in the back with mirrored aviators and a leather jacket, kicking back with his Converse propped on Robert Byrd's head, saying, "Jerks, I do whatever the hell I want. (Chongs a toothpick)" Add illiteracy, and it's a regular after school special.

The big news story this week is New York Governor Elliot Spitzer’s dalliance with a prostitute; and his subsequent resignation. I do not intend to pass moral judgment on the Governor’s actions – although personally, I believe this to be a matter between him and his wife; and his conscience, if he has one. It is not really the public’s business; except for the suggestion that the Governor may have used tax dollars to finance his escapades. Pretty stupid to leave a paper trail, if you ask me. Even a dumb crook knows that, if you’re carrying out a transaction you want to keep secret, you always pay in cash.

This article, however, is not about Governor Spitzer. It is about Ashley Alexandra Dupre. A week ago, you would have been quite justified in asking, Ashley who? But now the young lady is getting far more than her 15 minutes of fame. Her picture is already splashed across newspapers all over the world; she even got herself mentioned on CNN and BBC.

There seems to be an Obama mania sweeping across the United States at the moment. He is being variously portrayed as the new Messiah, the new broom that is going to sweep away the sorry legacy of George Bush; and the brand ambassador of a vibrant, young America.

As an outsider, I find it surprising how often US political debate descends to the level of cherchez la femme. This is particularly apparent during Presidential campaigns. Dukakis had his dangerous liaisons, Bill Clinton had Gennifer Flowers; and now John McCain is purported to have had (literally) a former female lobbyist, Vicky Iseman. Discovering that a candidate has had an amour proper is regarded as the ultimate smoking gun; one that has the potential to annihilate entire careers.

The French, of course, would laugh at this absurdity. Nicolas Sarkozy positively flaunted the gorgeous Carla Bruni (until he later ruined it by marrying her) and his people loved him for it. But in America, having, or admitting to, a brief lapse in hormonal judgment is regarded as the kiss of death. This is particularly hypocritical in a nation where a recent survey revealed that more than half of all couples in America are living together (primarily for sex) without a marriage certificate.

I am kind of surprised that conspiracy theorists and assorted nut jobs have gone underground in this US election year. Come to think of it, they haven’t surfaced at all. Come on guys, some of the Presidential candidates are out there are tailor made for spinning conspiracies around. Get your heads out of your rear ends and start squawking. I’ll even give you a few pointers to start you off.

George Bush's perpetual smirk has recently got smirkier. After years of being booed and hissed at, folks were finally beginning to appreciate that he is really a nice guy.

Take this week, for instance. A reigning pop diva had composed a song especially for him. And what inspiring lyrics.

"Thank you for democracy
Thank you for the rule of law
Thank you for debt relief"

Ok, so it didn't rhyme, but it's the thought that counts. He witnessed rapturous crowds singing hosannas to him for his role on terror. They cheered his forward thinking foreign policy; they sang paeans to his magnanimous aid packages to less privileged nations; and they were in awe of his innovative trade agreements. Heck, one bloke high up in the government told him his popularity rating was up in the nineties.

If I was to start this article with the sentence, “I have a problem with George Bush”, the predictable response from many Americans would be, “doesn’t everybody?” My problem is different, however. I genuinely want to like the guy. Let’s face it. Bush may be a moron when it comes to foreign policy, but his heart is in the right place. My problem is that Bush makes it so hard for me to like him.