Iowahawk has the sordid tale:
It happened that in Washingtown-on-Beltway there once ministered to the shire folk two vicars of remarkable and resolute piety. Polite history shall record their names and peerages as the Reverend John St. Edwards, Lord Plaintiff of Durham, and the Reverend Albert des Gores II, Earl Carbonet of Greenhouse. It shall likewise note well that each man, in his fashion, was a virtuoso upon his respective pulpit. What it shan’t record, however, is each man’s slavish indenture to the base desires of the flesh. As every schoolboy knows, as well he does his Latin infinitives, few are those men whose breeches are immune to the Devil’s disturbances. In the case of our two ill-fortuned subjects, Lucifer himself seemed to take particular delight in presenting ribald temptations and the debasing consequences that follow. Herein lies their tale.
Well, it actually lies at the other end of the link.
Glenn Reynolds the “Instapundit” has this meme “Faster, please!”
I think that is attributed to a “neo-con” of the name Michael Ledeen, who wanted more vigorous military action in the War on Terror, but Professor Reynolds uses this phrase to comment on remote yet promising developments in technology, things like a new stem cell cure for a disease (Professor Reynolds departs from Conservative orthodoxy and supports stem cells in all forms). Or perhaps a new electric car battery elicits the remark “Faster, please!”
In light of the allegations against Mr. Gore that he was making specific requests of his masseuse in an attempt to “get fresh” with her, I would like to initiate use of the meme, “Lower, please!”