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Sometimes what goes around really does come around. Eliot Spitzer, we’re looking at you. In 2010, two years after resigning in disgrace as Client No. 9 in a prostitution scandal, Spitzer dissed Kirsten Gillibrand, who was appointed to the Senate to replace Hillary Rodham Clinton. According to Spitzer, Gillibrand’s “views on issues are either wrong or too malleable.”

Payback came Monday when Gillibrand endorsed Scott Stringer, Spitzer’s opponent in the race for New York City comptroller. Stringer, she said, “has the temperament and judgment to be extraordinarily successful.”

Graffiti vandal Richard Whitefield of Buffalo began serving his sentence of community service this week for plastering the city with his BCUZ tag. At the rate of two hours a day removing graffiti, he’ll be at it for another 82 weeks.

But for a would-be street artist, the unkindest blow has probably been the reviews of his work. A Buffalo News story called him one of the city’s most active but least artistically talented vandals. Samuel Lunetta, coordinator of the Regional Anti-Graffiti Task Force of Buffalo, said, “He’s probably the worst tagger in the city; his style is so bad.”

Here’s the thing about former President George H.W. Bush: Everyone, even his political opponents, knew he was a good man. Here’s how good: Earlier this week at his summer home in Kennebunkport, Maine, the 89-year-old ex-president shaved his head in support of the 2-year-old son of a Secret Service agent.

The toddler is undergoing treatment for leukemia and is losing his hair as a result. For Bush, it’s personal: He and his wife, Barbara, lost their second child, Robin, to leukemia almost 60 years ago.

Bush 41, of course, is a member of the nation’s most exclusive club, and he deserves support from his fellow members. Jimmy Carter, Bill Clinton, George W. Bush: You know what you have to do.

“What a drag it is getting old,” sang Mick Jagger in a song written and recorded by the Rolling Stones 48 years ago. But you wouldn’t know it from Jagger’s performances in the Stones’ recent 50 & Counting tour, celebrating – and massively profiting from – the band’s 50 years together.

The singer turned 70 (!) Friday, and if his face comes close to betraying his age, nothing else does. His voice is undiminished and he is impossibly lean, an on-stage dervish of perpetual motion. Time, perhaps, to rewrite that song.