Thursday, July 22, 2010

The Wrong Kind of Therapist

The stories of Al Gore's fondness for the "healing touch" of massage just keep getting better and better:

The first incident allegedly took place at a Beverly Hills luxury hotel when Gore, 62, was in Hollywood to attend the Oscars in 2007.

The second reportedly occurred a year later at a hotel in Tokyo.

A Beverly Hills hotel source told The ENQUIRER:

"The therapist claimed that when they were alone, Gore shrugged off a towel and stood naked in front of her.

"He pointed at his erect penis and ordered her, 'Take care of THIS.'"


You've got to give Gore credit. If you're going to have a sex scandal, you might as well have a good one full of juicy tidbits and embarrassing details.

Say what you will of Bill Clinton and his philandering ways, but at least he has that devilish charm going for him. I'm sure he has used it to his advantage over the years with women to help procure certain services that he was in need of. "I feel your pain, now can you feel my..."

From what we've learned so far, there's none of that with Gore. Instead we see that same lack of warmth, humanity, and sense of self that cost him the 2000 election. Whereas Bill Clinton seems to operate as the confident lothario who knows what he wants and how to get it, Gore is trying to pretend to be a playa without having any of the requisite skills. The reported manner in which he tried to get his needs met and the lines he used betray a man in a position of power who's still so insecure about his status with women that has to put on an obviously false front of bravado. One wonders if the painfully awkward nature of Gore's advances ever lead any of these women to simply burst out laughing

You would think that his celebrity political and environmental status would enable him to have plenty of nubile liberal babes willing to call out "Al!," yet instead he chose to seek satisfaction from women he was already in a lopsided power arrangement with due to his position as a paying client. There's a lode of psychological gold waiting to be mined there.