June 03, 2004
Someone's cashing in...
“Hello, I’m Alexandra Polier. I’m one of your constituents.” I’d grown up outside Boston, and he looked pleased to hear a familiar accent. “What are you doing here?” he asked cheerily, and ordered me a drink. We moved swiftly through American foreign policy to his political ambitions. “I think you’re going to be the next president of the United States,” I said with a confidence that probably seemed very forward. “Oh, you do, do you?” he replied, looking slightly amused. He asked if I had any desire to work on a political campaign, so I ran through my résumé. He seemed impressed, and after sharing Davos gossip for fifteen minutes, he shook my hand and said, “Get in touch with my office. Maybe there’s something you can do for the campaign.”Posted by Valerie at June 3, 2004 12:50 AM
What was done to Ms. Polier certainly wasn't right. But neither is what Ms. Polier has done to the readership of New York magazine.
Ms. Polier has turned her protested non-story into a self-valentine thick with name-dropping and self-celebrating prose like:
[I was] flattered when I was seated between Peter and the senator. I hoped it was my wit and enthusiasm, not my blonde hair and long legs, that got me a seat at the table. I felt like a serious player.
And...
Peter Maroney used to tell me I’d make the perfect political wife. By that he meant pretty, polite, informed, and inoffensive, but I was much too ambitious for that.
Here is Ms. Polier's wit:
More alarmingly, my Hotmail account had been broken into... When I finally got back into my account, assuming the hacker was a Republican, I changed my password to "Bushsucksdick."
Here is Ms. Polier thinking hard:
As I continued to dig, it occurred to me that Bush wasn’t the only one with a motive [for promoting the rumored affair]. Clark, Dean, and Edwards all stood to gain if Kerry imploded.
Duh.
Then Ms. Polier's moony wrap-up:
I don’t mean to dredge up old news by writing this, and I’m not trying to create any now, though I’m not unaware of the irony that I am adding to the ink spilled on this story. I don’t intend to discuss it again in public either. But for me, this painful experience will be hard to forget.
Ah, yes, Alex. All the more so for your own 6,507 words on the
Posted by: Damian Bennett at June 3, 2004 08:09 PMThe only good thing about reading her article was getting hit with the Victoria's Secret Pop-up ad on page 4 or 5.
Posted by: andy at June 3, 2004 09:27 PMLOL
Posted by: Valerie at June 3, 2004 09:39 PMYou made it to page 4?
And what do they mean 25%-50% off? She had at least 80% off.
Posted by: Doug at June 3, 2004 10:26 PMI still think she did it. She is just covering in the hopes of pulling a repeat in the Lincoln bedroom.
Posted by: papertiger at June 4, 2004 09:29 AM
