Yet conscience calls our bluff: Do you really believe that you are so different from Eliot Spitzer?
There's an interesting episode in the life of Jesus of Nazareth in which the people were amazed at his character, his integrity and his incredible accomplishments. But John's gospel says, "Jesus on his part did not entrust himself to them, because he knew all people..." (John 2:24)
What did Jesus know about all people?
It's the same thing you know about yourself.
No matter what you may tell others (i.e. "I'm basically a good person."), there is something at the core of your being that seems to stain even your best intentions. Like Gollum in the caves of Tolkien's trilogy, it dwells within the heart and mind of all. Rarely does this beast reach full ferocity and manifest itself so publicly in some heinous act of cruelty or depravity. But it crouches at the doorstep for each of us, insinuating itself into our daily lives.
The distance between you, or me, and Eliot Spitzer is not so great as we would imagine, or wish.
The difference between me and Eliot Spitzer is largely this: I have never been elected governor of New York.
UPDATE: The comment thread is rather illuminating. Various readers are objecting to (somewhat strongly, at times), that they could sin as Elliot Spitzer did.
As the sage said, "Pride goeth...."