Cantaloupe calves? He's a zucchini dick...but wait: there's much much more:
What kind of cheap porno world do these RWers live in? It's all about bestiality, fruits and vegetables, allusions to delivery men keeping their socks on, pickups in D.C. bars, wide-stances in men's rooms, wearing diapers during sessions with prostitutes. They are just so repressed, and it just spews out when they attempt to speak English.
All individuals who engage in extra-curricular activity or who practice behaviors which the society as a whole would judge to be somewhat perverse to whatever extent that it may be, run the risk of being deprived of some significant aspects of their lives if they were to be discovered. It may range from negligible changes in the manner in which their friends and acquaintances feel about them to catastrophic loss of standing in the community, job loss, spousal and family abandonment, and perhaps even prison if certain taboo behavior is performed.
These elected individuals are testing the boundaries and in fact, pushing them to further points than any of us had ever thought possible. Of course, those Conservatives with their sanctimony and "family values" sermons a priori are hypocrites and malignant liars, but we here all knew that prior to these episodes of recent years.
Which brings us to everyone's favorite whipping boy, Mr. Weiner. For years we watched a neurotic Woody Allen make his films utilizing himself as the central character: intellectual, insightful, unattractive in the objective sense, maker of strange associations of sexual nature, and generally at odds with the powers that be. Interestingly, many made the assumption that his character was or wasn't true to life: there was the argument that he was projecting himself onto the screen and then, of course, the counter-argument that he was simply telling tales for which he was the best actor, and that in fact, he was a whole different individual behind the scenes. Most of America believed the former, but of course the latter was true. It was another example of Americans believing that what appears on the TeeVee or movie screen is not acting, but simply the person cast in the role. It is also cousin to the assertion that baseball is the Great American Sport: an individual knows that he isn't tall enough to play basketball, large enough to play football, can't skate so ice hockey is out completely, but baseball...it looks just so easy out there. How hard could it really be? This is why so many youngsters fantasized about being a baseball player. This is also part of a larger problem which faces the United States.
Our jobs are now so specialized, and the training for them so specific that they are remarkably complex. The nuances of employment these days are so many and varied that it takes a great amount of time, relatively speaking, to become a seasoned professional. This is true in every position from garbage hauling to brain surgery. We as a society define competence across the board as when an individual makes a task look so easy that anyone could do it. But they can't, and therein lies the problem for Mr. Weiner and so many of his cohort.
The one major difference between being hired for a job in a corporation or a business versus being elected by the People, is that there is no trial period where the electorate can examine your early performance and review you. The individual then is able to attempt to ensure his or her reelection during the mandatory two, four, or six years of the Term, twisting arms, (il)legally bribing individuals, and kissing babies so to speak. Many of those elected are not really ready for prime time and self-destruct quickly due to incompetence, sheer misunderstanding of the job to which they were selected for, or a misreading of the electorate. But one issue remains undetected: these individuals, narcissistic enough to feel that they, like Neo in The Matrix, are "The One", good-looking or somehow charismatic enough in some alternative fashion to garner people's attention, sufficiently socially chameleon-like to impress individuals no matter what their background or ideology may be...these individuals see themselves as elevated to the next rung of the ladder, and that whatever inhibitions they may have had a priori now diminish following their ascension. We had, and to this day, have no idea what Woody Allen's real psyche is: yes, he married his much younger stepdaughter, and was pilloried for that, but the true Allen is not the sum total of what we gleaned about him from his oeuvre plus his marriage plus his playing in jazz clubs on Saturday nights. The gestalt is something else and we'll never know what it is. If he's had good therapy, perhaps his doctor does, I would venture to say that even his family does not.
So what? This is what: all of the armchair diagnoses of Weiner and his wife's marriage, of him personally, of her personally, of his tendencies, his obsessive very-bad behavior are worthless. No one knows what is going on or not going on in the minds of others, and that this behavior might be the BEST aspect of his sexual character and he's inhibited from other even more ghastly behaviors. Or not. Only he knows.
I'll end this diatribe with a story: believe it or not, my religious school class read Portnoy's Complaint back in the early 70's (Reform Congregations are the greatest, you know!), and I was stricken with the line when there is surprise that someone did something that sounded strange and to that was the reply, and I'm paraphrasing, what are you surprised about? There are people who fuck chickens." And worse. Get used to it, America, we haven't even arrived at the starting line.
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