Relax, Foley just got punk'd

So it appears Matt Drudge, Daniel Henninger of the Wall Street Journal, and a lot of other ostriches would like us to believe that Mark Foley was simply punk'd by some very bored pages. Actually, just two bored pages (a Foley a deux, hahaha). It was all a gag, a stunt, a game, a joke. We can all mellow now, and stop being so mean to the people who knew about... oh, hold on, they didn't know about anything because it was all just a hoax! And we all understand, don't we, that when teenagers play a joke on you, you must immediately resign from public office and retreat from public view? Of course. That's the easiest and most pleasant way to deal with situations like these. Much simpler than, say, turning over your hard drives to prove you didn't write nasty messages to minors.

In a similiar vein, I should disregard today's column by one of my local journalists in which he admitted for the first time that when he was a Congressional page in D.C. at age 16, a 40-something female staffer introduced him to sex. Probably another prank. I know how much reporters like to see their awkward sexual experiences laid out for all the world to see on page 2.