Sorry. I'm trying to quit. Really.
After reading Kirsten Powers' commentary on El Weiner (content warning!) I was moved to write about what a truly foul degenerate he really is. But the ick factor was too great, and Powers' piece speaks for itself, anyway. Over to Mark Steyn, then, for the larger implications of "the Weinerization of the culture":
In effect, he conscripted [Powers] into his lies. Now, in demanding he be allowed to “go back to work for the American people”, he’s forcing the entire country to collude in them. [. . .]Read the rest. And from another Steynpost:
Like Kirsten Powers, I have minimal expectations of this country’s depraved political class. But if you can’t draw the line at being ruled by creeps with a spambot penis, you can’t draw it anywhere. Anthony Weiner Tweets his crotch to young women on the grounds that, even if only one in twenty responds, that’s still a helluva strike rate: Shame on him. If his electors and the broader political culture acquieses in that, shame on us.
Whatever one feels about the pants on fire, the liar ought to be an issue. Why would any sentient being believe a word the right honorable Weiner says about anything ever again? The debt ceiling, Libya, Medicare, anything? Look at what this thuggish narcissist grotesque was prepared to do over the last week, and ask yourself. If Weiner is fit for “public life,” who isn’t?Exactly, and that's why this "malevolent toad" (Steyn's words) has got to go.
PS: As a general rule I never pay for content on the internet (we like to think of ourselves as [ahem] thrifty), and I'm a little annoyed by a sales pitch that equates the cost of a subscription to something else I decline to spend money on. But I'm sorely tempted by this. Blurgh.
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