[Photo of Eliot Spitzer and Silda Wall by Jake Chessum at Capsule Studio, New York, reprinted by permission from 02138, "the lifestyle magazine for Harvard influentials."]

Cannot fathom what Spitzer was thinking. Feel terrible for his family. His wife today looked as though she was hoping the Earth would open and swallow her. [Or him, maybe.]

Heard he was at the Gridiron this weekend working the room and glad-handing up a storm -- a day after learning that the feds had linked him to a prostitution ring. Some people have more moxie than others.

Read the 02138 story "Power Couples" here.

Memeorandum has all the links to the Times story.

QUESTION OF THE HOUR: I wonder if this'll be the wood in the New York tabloids.

By Joel Achenbach  |  March 10, 2008; 6:00 PM ET
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