The Pierre Michel salon in New York City will no longer give Ruth Madoff her regular foil highlights in Soft Baby Blonde. Her florist has stopped providing her with her favored lismachia, Queen Anne's lace, and thistles flower arrangement. Even her two sons have taken to referring to her as Ruth rather than as Mom. Ouch.
Apparently, it sucks to be the wife of the perpetrator of the largest Ponzi scheme in American history (well, except for the still being incredibly wealthy part). Her husband, Bernard Madoff, is accused of bilking investors (including Holocaust survivor and author Elie Wiesel and his foundation) of up to $65 billion. She claims she knew nothing of his scam; skeptics ask how, as his wife of 49 years and the director of his firm, she could not have been complicit?
"She's perceived as the succubus to Bernie's incubus," says a University of Chicago cultural anthropologist. "She was inside a circle of people whose wealth has been sucked out of the system."
So how do you feel? Do you feel sorry for the wife of this criminal?