12/17/2009 11:45 am
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Ashley Dupre: New Advice Girl in Town? Dear Margo Reacts
Margo Howard, legendary advice columnist and daughter of Ann Landers, has a few words regarding the New York Post's hiring of the Spitzer girl.
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Editor’s Note: A longtime journalist, Margo Howard went into the family business (her mother was the fabled Ann Landers) in the 1990s as Dear Prudence. Her broad experience and understanding of human nature provide answers for the troubled — and entertainment for everyone else. Margo’s advice column, Dear Margo, appears twice a week — on Thursdays and Fridays — on wowOwow.com.
What craven chutzpah. Hiring a 24-year-old hooker to write an advice column has "gimmick" written all over it, and a cheesy one, at that. Why didn’t you just make her managing editor? She’s got to be better looking than the one you have. I am not in high dudgeon because this girl made her living on her back. I am a strong believer in reform and redemption, but what makes you think she is in any way capable of either writing … or writing an advice column? This is more than a little insulting to the advice-giving sorority – and Dan Savage, of course.
If she were at least an old hooker you could say she had "life experience." Let me say, right off, that all of the advice columnists working today have some kind of background that makes them viable as advice givers. Some of us are longtime journalists, therapists, analysands or just plain seasoned by life and decades of experience.
Let’s get real: The only advice this girl is qualified to give would be about which brand of condoms is most reliable, and how to stick to your guns when a john says he doesn’t want any of them. To be frank, no one would even know who this girl was had she and her sex toys not been rented by Gov. Spitzer when he was caught. By their clients ye shall know them? Is that how newspaper columnists are chosen these days?
And to all the ink-stained wretches who says the news business is in trouble, I say this: You don’t know the half of it.
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I’m never speechless.
The only people I can see writing to this woman for advice are other whores. Decent women won’t want advice from her and the only men that would write to her won’t be able to get their letters printed because of pornography laws.
She certainly can’t give advice on how not to get caught cheating. ‘Cause she obviously gets a big, fat FAIL on that one.
Okay let me get this straight. The New York Post FIRED Liz Smith because her column wasn’t relevant anymore. After 33 years of reporting on social activities, galas and celebrities, her style of writing and interviews became beneath the NEW YORK POST. Yet here we are not quite a year after her firing and the Post has decided it would be relevant to bring on a prostitute, whore, "putang" to write an advice column? What?
I disagree with you Margo, I think just because she decided to sell her body, sex and self for money does not mean she has opinions that aren’t of value. The question is why would the masses want to get their opinions and points of view from someone who is a whore? And I don’t say that in a mean way, I mean that literally.
I do not care about the countless women and men on this site who defend prostitutes and speak of the need to legalize it because it would be a good thing for men and women. You have a right to your opinion as do I. And my opinion is, if you CHOOSE to put a price tag on your vagina, that says you are not thinking straight. Somewhere you are broken, detached from reality and lacking in self esteem
To essentially reduce yourself to a sperm receptacle for any man with money and then turn around and expect people to hold you to a higher authority and seek out your advice on a plethora of topics is just twisted. (Cover your eyes Margo) I think Ann Landers and Dear Abby are turning in their graves.
But then again, if the balloon boy and his family, the White House party crashers and the octomom can milk their 15 minutes of fame, I guess she can too. At least this time a man is paying her to keep her legs closed! She’s making progress.
I agree wholeheartedly with your sentiments, Belinda.
Slight correction: I believe that the original Dear Abby is simply retired and hasn’t passed on yet.
Of course, it’s completely OK to put a price tag on your brain or your muscles…. Employment is employment.
You are right, it is completely okay to put value on our brain or muscles. That’s one of the criteria that separates us from wild animals. Any fool can have sex.
I saw Ms. Dupree on TV, and she referred to herself as "an escort". Right. And I’m the Queen of England.
This is just one further example of the miserable depths to which we have sunk in terms of taste and culture. Belinda, you are 100% right about the whole mass of faux-lebrities who take up space in the media, from the Salahi party crashers, to the "real" housewives, to the likes of Ms. Dupree and her pay-for-play lifestyle. Yuck-o! Now, she may have some words that will resonate with readers of her column, but have we really come to this? A twenty-something prostitute may have seen a lot of things in her short life, I grant you. But when I want advice, I think I’ll seek it elsewhere, from women who have what those on the wOw masthead exemplify: real talent, creativity, wit, intelligence and experience that does not involve hotel-room gymnastics and "the money’s on the bureau, sweetie" as a follow-up. Call it being an "escort" if it makes you feel better, Ashley, but you have a lot of learning to do about what it means to be a real woman.
All of our best advice comes from celebrities. We listen to Kirstie Alley on matters of our weight, and Russell Brand on issues of addiction. So, why not Ashley Dupree on matters of commitment and love…