Saturday, June 18, 2011
WWH, June 18, '11~~ Wake'N'Bake 101: Done
Dang, Dr. Woody didn't wanna revisit The Weiner, but dang, there shore is still a lot of upset and unrest over the fate of Ant'ny Weinuh, ex of the majestic Ninth Congressional District, the borough of Queens, NYC, NY, and now pariah of the Party. Much gnashing of rhetorical teeth. Many recriminations and accusations. More discord in Ant'ny's legacy...
Cast off, alas. And unleashed the cascades of reasons why he shouldn't have resigned; shouldn't have been forced to resign: the nefarious plots his resignation advances, and the charges of hypocrisy addressed to the Loyal Opposition in seeking his head, after sheltering three such ludicrously obvious pecadilloes as Ensign, Vitter, and Larry Craig. All resound throughout the blog-and-twit-osphere this day.
An admired correspondent on Zuckerberg's Folly put forth righteous screed excoriating those who "betrayed" him from the left, said it this way: Ten more real-life reasons why Weiner was slimed out of office. Ten more real-life reasons why those who kept saying that Weiner "had to go" were either ill-informed...or lying...or both."
I never said, thought, or maintained that he HAD to go; only that he was GONNA go. He was the first prominent Dim to be nailed (so to speak) for what had until then been almost universally GHOPhux transgressions. Affairs, payoffs, sexting congressional pages, ugly divorces, out-of-wedlock children, dead office assistants? The GOPhux are the first thing you think of when those things come up. Weiner's the first publically misbehaving Dim since Slick Willie, innit?
Weiner was stupid, asa well as hubristic, proud, arrogant, narcissistic, sollipsistic, and did I say already say, stupid?
He got caught. It was amplified by his prominence, the public character of his outpourings of caustic (and well-deserved) contempt on the heads of his friends on the other side. Once he lost his "moral leverage," he would forever have been a circus act in the House.
A lot of "Scouts" are disappointed. Weiner looked like a decent simulacrum for Mr. Smith or Atticus finch. But Mr. Smith was modest; Atticus Finch wasn't flashing his privates to the sales girls in the back room of the hardware store.