Ever since Eliot Spitzer hit the skids in the most spectacular fashion, I have been unfettered by expectations that the world will go on as usual. When the disgraced former New York governor's activities were uncovered in early March, the sheer shock of such an epic downfall set up perfectly the year that was to follow – a year when venerable financial names would cease to be, when Tim Russert would suddenly die on the set of Meet the Press, ...