Oh good grief already! By now we all know that Weiner tweeted his wanker, and although I initially got a hearty chuckle from the mistweet, I’m over it. You should be too.
If Representative Weiner were Father Weiner or Reverend Weiner, then maybe I could get myself worked into a fevered pitch. I expect any man who uses the Bible as his cheat sheet for life to abide by a strict set of standards. I expect him to ask ‘what would Jesus do’ when faced with temptation. And Jesus wouldn’t have tweeted his wanker. I’m pretty sure of it.
Rep. Weiner, however, isn’t a self-declared steward of God. He is a representative of the people, by the people, and most importantly – like the people. Don’t 50% of all marriages end in divorce? Don’t most men lie when caught cheating? And wouldn’t most men most certainly lie if caught cheating-lite, i.e. cyber sexting? How many men do you know who are willing to lose their careers over azz they never even got? Don’t worry, I’ll wait.
What matters to is that Weiner has been a diligent little worker bee during his tenure on the Hill. While your Congressman or woman was reciting talking points during the health care debate, Weiner was reading, studying, and understanding. He was dedicated enough to learn the legislation inside and out, and courageous enough to take on a Democratic President.
Maybe his penis matters more to you than his work on the issues, but not to me. And I’m not ready to throw him out and trade him in just because those in the pundit and political class have decided to hold him to a standard that they would never hold themselves or their spouses to. That’s just not a fair trade.