The Dancers Are Ready. Where Are G.O.P. Laps?

[Khephra]

As a Hoosier, I'm proud of my state's Republicans for living up to these women's hopes!

:evilgrin:

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When Eileen Shedroff writes her tell-all memoir of the life of a lap dancer, the chapter on the 2004 Republican National Convention is likely to be rather short.

By 1:30 a.m. yesterday, Ms. Shedroff, along with her employers at the Penthouse Executive Club, had been hoping for a bumper crop of delegates fresh from the Garden, fired up by Rudolph W. Giuliani and John McCain and looking to blow off steam and bucks.

But around the club's cavernous interior, the areas where the V.I.P.'s sit - one section went by the name The Egg - were empty. The private rooms upstairs were empty, even the one done up in sumptuous Republican-red velvet. Lounging around the pit were about 40 other dancers and three, count 'em, convention attendees from Indiana, as well as a couple of other paying customers.

Ms. Shedroff threw a few $20-a-song dances to a dour-looking man in a yellow tie who told her he was a delegate, then she decamped to the bar after catching a glimpse of the contents of his wallet when he went to pay her.

http://www.nytimes.com/2004/09/01/politics/campaign/01mixed.html

[alittlelark]

1. That's because they're payin' extra

to have them come to their room.