R.I.P. Debra Jeanne Palfrey

A while back, I wrote a post about my new hero Deborah J. Palfrey, who if you don't know was called the "D.C. Madam" because she ran a brothel that catered to the wealthy and powerful men (and maybe a few women) of Washington D.C. She had all the immoral mofos that run the nation's capitol sweating their crusty balls off because she threatened to release damaging information regarding which V.I.Ps had "dates" with some of her "employees". She was trying to avoid prison time by threatening to release her "black book" of names and I wryly joked:





"Well, it'll either work in her favor or she'll be found floating face down in the Potomac River.....You don't fuck with folks in the government unless you can live to tell your grandkids about it."

Damn premonitions.....

It seems like it didn't work in her favor because today she was discovered in her mother's Florida shed.....um...yeah..... DEAD. The news and Tampa Police are calling it a "suicide" but haven't released details other than the fact that a note was found. Suicide my ASS! You and I both know what happened to her- how do you spell c-o-n-SPIRACY?

She rolled the dice, betting that the secret information in her posession would save her from a few years in the clink but like I said, "you don't fuck with the government unless you can live to tell your grandkids about it."

Unfortunately, she crapped out.