I was only blogging for, what, less than two weeks? Some people with blogs are never going to get famous, and they've been doing it for, like, over a year. I feel bad for them.
- Jessica Cutler
I suppose on the one hand, you really have to admire Jessica Cutler. I mean, here is a Rube Goldberg story if ever there was. One day, she's an obscure, underpaid paper pusher with a bad attitude in Congressman Mike DeWine's office. Before anyone realizes it, she's Washington's newest uber-slut, famous for greasing the poles of several Washington politicos and writing about her exploits in her weblog (A weblog...now THERE'S a novel concept, eh??).
Michele isn't at all happy about this, but hey, making a living on your back is what, like the world's oldest profession?? A girl's got to be able to make a living, no? And you've got to admit the girl can juggle.
A five page article in the Washington Post yesterday details Cutler's rise from obscure whore to Playboy poser and six-figure author. The author tries to make the article appear to be a bit more than a fluff piece propping up yet another famous slut by interspersing the Tales of Jessica with studied quotes on moral relativism and the sexual mores of our younger generation....
The article goes on to detail Jessica's sexcapades and offers up justifications for her taking money for sex. It's a sordid story and I can't for the life of me figure out not only why Cutler seems proud of her tale, but why she's being feted by the media as if she were the spokesmodel for today's woman. Good god, let's hope it's not that.
Reading the rest of the story, I came away with a worse opinion of Cutler than I already had. She's a shallow, vain, self-centered woman who is going to crash and burn at a very early age, book contract and Playboy money notwithstanding.
I don't wish that on her. I'm sure it can't be good for one's self esteem when you look in the mirror at 30 years old and realize that everything you've done for the past few years has led you down the road to psuedo-celebrity hell. "I was a Trivial Pursuit Question" isn't something you want to add to your resume. Unless, of course, you're trying out for a gig on The Surreal Life.
Sure, she's shallow, and materialistic, and OK, she's a slut. That's the official line. On the flip side, she's an entreprneur. She reviewed her situation, determined what assets she had at her disposal, marketed her product to an eager, willing, and well-off customer base, and then enjoyed the fruits of her success. OK, so maybe it's not the road to financial independence that most of us would choose, but it seems to have worked for Cutler. Besides, she got a six-figure book contract and a Playboy spread out of the deal, so while you may disapprove of her methods, you certainly can't disapprove of her bank balance.
Hey, it's the American Dream played out between the sheets- actually, between SEVERAL sets of sheets. Part of me admires her stamina and her ability to juggle her social life. I also admire her willingness to brave the ridicule and the opprobrium of millions of Americans who are willing to look down on her for being a slut. Be that as it may, I'd be willing to bet that Jessica Cutler is laughing all the way to the bank. Yes, she may be a DUMB@$$, but how many of us wouldn't want her bank account (so who's the DUMB@$$ now?)?
