Teary Spitzer on Comeback: 'My Obituary's Written'

When Eliot Spitzer joined Vanity Fair writer John Heilpern for a hot dog in Central Park, New Yorkers swarmed with cameraphones and shouted "You're one of the best, governor!" With his Wall Street antagonists on the ropes and his successor, David Paterson, polling at record lows, New York's most famous call-girl patron might seem poised for a second act. But Spitzer doesn't think so. "My obituary's written," he said—and then turned away in tears.

Spitzer, who now writes an occasional column and helps run his father's real estate firm, says he still wants to "participate somehow in the public debate," but doesn't foresee running for office again. He's also speaking to "folks who help you figure things out," though he seems reluctant to give it a name: "I don't view it like, 'Gee! I'm in therapy."
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