I don’t like to chide anyone for his or her sexual peccadilloes, and that includes even the very ridiculous Al Gore.

The woman’s statement–which could be mistaken for R-rated Vice Presidential fan fiction–describes Gore as a man with a “violent temper as well as extremely dictatorial commanding attitude besides his Mr. Smiley Global Warming concern persona.” After fleeing Gore’s suite, the woman returned home to discover, a la Lewinsky, “stains on the front of my black slacks.” Suspecting that the stains were Gore bodily fluids, the woman made sure not to clean them. “I carefully hung them up and decided to be sure not to launder them until I knew more what to do with what had happened. Just my intuition.”

I know, I know. Judge not, lest ye be judged! and all that.
But still….
I think we need to be clear on one thing. At the Copenhagen Conference, sex with prostitutes was declared — by the Mayor of Copenhagen, no less — to be an environmentally unsustainable activity. (A crime environmentalists consider morally worse than traditional sins of the flesh, if for different reasons.) And Nobel Prize winner Al Gore fancies himself to epitomize environmentalism.
Now, I realize that the woman he’s accused of messing around with may not be a “real” prostitute, but if the man behaved like a real John, isn’t that a distinction without a difference?
So what’s up with his unsustainable sex life? Isn’t it time for him to cut out the moral lectures? And as for his green Bible….
Yes, I mean that literally:
Go wave that thing somewhere else for Gaia’s sake!
MORE: Speaking of religious issues, Ann Althouse reminded me that in the Drudge picture, Al Gore appears to be praying.
(Is he on his knees?)
And Sean Kinsell’s link to an earlier Althouse post forces me to ask another question about Gorean spirituality.
Whatever happened to dignity and grace?