Maid in Manhattan

A few people have asked me what I thought of the whole “Aaarnold” infidelity story. Honestly, I don’t care.

Did it surprise me? Not really.

Do I think it’s sad? Yes, I do.

Do I feel bad for his kids? Sure. (How he can look his teenage girls in the eye is just way beyond anything I can comprehend.) But then again, I’m not an actor.
At least he didn’t rape anyone and get away with it (like his cousin). Well, not that we know of…given his past of groping women and paying them off—nothing would surprise me.

Speaking of rape and not getting away with it—I couldn’t be more proud of the maid who called the cops on the head of the International Monetary Fund, Dominique Strauss-Kahn.

There she is, an immigrate from West Africa, trying to raise her daughter here in the states by cleaning $3,000-a night hotel rooms for minimum wage. Like her life isn’t hard enough.

Then one day, she enters a room to clean it and gets attacked by this little old, rich, white guy who simply thought he’d hop on a plane after and get away with it.

Not so fast you creepy, old bastard.

I am so proud of this woman. She had no idea that this man was so powerful, so rich and so connected. She just knew that she was being attacked—and she defended herself. She spoke up and told the world.

The ironic thing about the whole situation is that now he's on a suicide watch in Rikers. You know why he’s on a suicide watch? Not because he attacked a maid and felt bad about hurting another human being. No, no. no.

He doesn’t want to live—because he didn’t get away with it.

At least she can look her fifteen year old daughter in the eye and tell her that there’s no shame in what happened and that there’s no shame in confronting your attacker—no matter who he (and the rest of the world) thinks he is.

Frankly, that’s something Arnold, will never be able to do.