This is how my brother sees Anthony Weiner: go away, creepy.
This is how my mom sees Anthony Weiner: his wife, Huma Abedin, used to work for the Clintons and she’s getting bad advice from the Clintons.
This is how I see Anthony Weiner: running as a Republican, he can’t lose but running as a Democrat, he can’t win.
It’s complicated. It’s more complicated than a toss away insight designed to explain everything with the wave of a hand. In public life, no more “Do Overs.”
By the time you run for office, by the time you step into the spotlight, by the time the cameras are pointing at you, if you’re not done making dumb mistakes, if you haven’t shed the recklessness of figuring out who you are, and what gets you off, and how to manage the difference between your public life and your private life, if you can’t tell the difference, we don’t want to spend 1 second changing your adult diapers.
I hate Mark Sanford. I lost all respect for South Carolina. I hate Larry Craig. Even though, I don’t hate Larry Craig as much as Larry Craig hates Larry Craig for being gay. I don’t hate Anthony Weiner. That is to say, I don’t hate Anthony Weiner yet.
But if he keeps running for mayor of New York City, if he keeps putting himself in the spotlight, the very spotlight he lost access to, by posting his pecker on twitter, I will be all too happy about hating Anthony Weiner.
If you want forgiveness, go to God. If you want redemption, go to God. If you want a “Do Over,” as far as I can tell, you’re on your own.
You can’t go back. Even God doesn’t waste his time pining for the past. God doesn’t write books. Men write books. God’s too busy for Bible Study.
Can I Get An Amen?
Speaking of “The All Knowing,” one of my dad’s favorite tricks is starting a conversation where he’s going to drop an insight bomb into your lap, and then, when you feel all of your buttons being pushed, at once, and you feel a desire welling-up, to retaliate by defending your life, he’ll wave his hand, dismissively, and say, “I don’t want to talk about it. Can we talk about something else?”
This is how the public feels about Anthony Weiner, “We don’t want to talk about it. Can we talk about something else?”
Like the Brooklyn Bridge needing a facelift, or the 4-5-6 being more accessible to the Upper East Side, or recommitting the constitution to term limits no matter how omnipotent a mayor perceives himself at the end of his 2nd term.
We want to talk about issues. Anthony Weiner is not an issue. He’s a distraction, an arrogant, spotlight-hogging distraction. I agree with my brother.
Go away, creepy.