Carlos Danger (AKA Anthony Weiner) Returns! (#Weiner)

Drudge today tells us that Anthony Weiner, a sexting Democrat, has returned.  A few years back Weiner was pressured to resign from Congress after tweeting a picture of his erection (under his gym shorts) to the public by accident.  He claimed his account had been hacked, but was ultimately forced to admit he just screwed up.

Weiner is married to a Muslim woman, Huma Abedin, who is Hillary's chief aid.

I previously wrote about Weiner's escapades in several posts, but my favorite is this one from July 27, 2013, in which I described him as "the Walter Mitty of Masculine Sexuality":

Anthony Weiner:  the Walter Mitty of Masculine Sexuality #Weiner

July 27, 2013

What a Sex Pot

Anthony Weiner is an embarrassment, not only to the Democratic Party, but to men in general.  He is running for Mayor of New York, but it recently came to light that he has been "sexting," sending salacious text messages to young women, posing online as "Carlos Danger" and displaying his genitals digitally.  This week he held a joint news conference with his wife, admitting his online foolishness while his wife dutifully stood by him.

This is not Weiner's first forage into madness.  Back in 2011 he accidentally tweeted a picture of his crotch with an erection, which led to his resignation from Congress after it was revealed he lied about it to the media, falsely claiming that his Twitter account had been "hacked."  I wrote about his foolishness here.

After resigning from Congress, he kept right on doing his online pursuits, meeting women online and sending sexy texts and revealing images of himself.

The man has a serious problem.  He apparently has a deep need for young women to find him sexy and masculine and desirable.  Unfortunately, he has only the sex appeal of Don Knotts or Steve Urkel to fulfill his Sean Connery fantasy.  Anthony Weiner is not only not handsome, he is rather homely, nerdy and utterly forgettable.

Weiner reminds me of the Walter Mitty character featured in James Thurber's short story, "The Secret Life of Walter Mitty."  Walter Mitty is a senior citizen, not terribly competent at anything, and led around by his wife who manages him closely.  During a shopping trip to the city, Walter Mitty engages in one heroic fantasy after the other.  He imagines himself to be the commander of an airship during a fierce battle, a defendant in a murder trial who is a crack shot, a World War I Airforce captain who must fly through hell:

. . "The cannonading has got the wind up in young Raleigh, sir," said the sergeant. Captain Mitty looked up at him through tousled hair. "Get him to bed," he said wearily, "with the others. I'll fly alone." "But you can't, sir," said the sergeant anxiously. "It takes two men to handle that bomber and the Archies are pounding hell out of the air. Von Richtman's circus is between here and Saulier." "Somebody's got to get that ammunition dump," said Mitty. "I'm going over. Spot of brandy?" He poured a drink for the sergeant and one for himself. War thundered and whined around the dugout and battered at the door. There was a rending of wood and splinters flew through the room. "A bit of a near thing," said Captain Mitty carelessly. 'The box barrage is closing in," said the sergeant. "We only live once, Sergeant," said Mitty, with his faint, fleeting smile. "Or do we?" He poured another brandy and tossed it off. "I never seen a man could hold his brandy like you, sir," said the sergeant. "Begging your pardon, sir." Captain Mitty stood up and strapped on his huge Webley-Vickers automatic. "It's forty kilometers through hell, sir," said the sergeant. Mitty finished one last brandy. "After all," he said softly, "what isn't?" The pounding of the cannon increased; there was the rat-tat-tatting of machine guns, and from somewhere came the menacing pocketa-pocketa-pocketa of the new flame-throwers. Walter Mitty walked to the door of the dugout humming "Aupres de Ma Blonde." He turned and waved to the sergeant. "Cheerio!" he said. . . .

Weiner is the Walter Mitty of masculine sexuality.  Carlos Danger's desired prowess exists only in his imagination.

Anthony Weiner: the Walter Mitty of Masculine Sexuality #Weiner

What a Sex Pot

Anthony Weiner is an embarrassment, not only to the Democratic Party, but to men in general.  He is running for Mayor of New York, but it recently came to light that he has been "sexting," sending salacious text messages to young women, posing online as "Carlos Danger" and displaying his genitals digitally.  This week he held a joint news conference with his wife, admitting his online foolishness while his wife dutifully stood by him.

This is not Weiner's first forage into madness.  Back in 2011 he accidentally tweeted a picture of his crotch with an erection, which led to his resignation from Congress after it was revealed he lied about it to the media, falsely claiming that his Twitter account had been "hacked."  I wrote about his foolishness here.

After resigning from Congress, he kept right on doing his online pursuits, meeting women online and sending sexy texts and revealing images of himself.

The man has a serious problem.  He apparently has a deep need for young women to find him sexy and masculine and desirable.  Unfortunately, he has only the sex appeal of Don Knotts or Steve Urkel to fulfill his Sean Connery fantasy.  Anthony Weiner is not only not handsome, he is rather homely, nerdy and utterly forgettable.

Weiner reminds me of the Walter Mitty character featured in James Thurber's short story, "The Secret Life of Walter Mitty."  Walter Mitty is a senior citizen, not terribly competent at anything, and led around by his wife who manages him closely.  During a shopping trip to the city, Walter Mitty engages in one heroic fantasy after the other.  He imagines himself to be the commander of an airship during a fierce battle, a defendant in a murder trial who is a crack shot, a World War I Airforce captain who must fly through hell:

. . "The cannonading has got the wind up in young Raleigh, sir," said the sergeant. Captain Mitty looked up at him through tousled hair. "Get him to bed," he said wearily, "with the others. I'll fly alone." "But you can't, sir," said the sergeant anxiously. "It takes two men to handle that bomber and the Archies are pounding hell out of the air. Von Richtman's circus is between here and Saulier." "Somebody's got to get that ammunition dump," said Mitty. "I'm going over. Spot of brandy?" He poured a drink for the sergeant and one for himself. War thundered and whined around the dugout and battered at the door. There was a rending of wood and splinters flew through the room. "A bit of a near thing," said Captain Mitty carelessly. 'The box barrage is closing in," said the sergeant. "We only live once, Sergeant," said Mitty, with his faint, fleeting smile. "Or do we?" He poured another brandy and tossed it off. "I never seen a man could hold his brandy like you, sir," said the sergeant. "Begging your pardon, sir." Captain Mitty stood up and strapped on his huge Webley-Vickers automatic. "It's forty kilometers through hell, sir," said the sergeant. Mitty finished one last brandy. "After all," he said softly, "what isn't?" The pounding of the cannon increased; there was the rat-tat-tatting of machine guns, and from somewhere came the menacing pocketa-pocketa-pocketa of the new flame-throwers. Walter Mitty walked to the door of the dugout humming "Aupres de Ma Blonde." He turned and waved to the sergeant. "Cheerio!" he said. . . .

Weiner is the Walter Mitty of masculine sexuality.  Carlos Danger's desired prowess exists only in his imagination.

Weiner Roasted: Will Resign From Congress

Anthony Weiner, D-NY, will resign from Congress under mounting pressure from fellow Democrats for exposing himself to young women on the internet.  The digital Democrat dick display has resulted, finally, in Weiner leaving in disgrace.  Read the story here and see a video.

Weiner was a dick in more ways than one, but something inside me feels a tiny bit of sympathy for the man.  It's difficult not to imagine oneself in such a position:  embarrassed, ostracized, disgraced, humiliated.  Epic fail.  What do you do after such a fall?  How do you reinvent yourself?  Will you forever be linked to the scandal?  Will anyone, anywhere, ever be able to see your face without imagining your naked penis online?

Democrats, of course, don't give a damn about the personal destruction of Republicans and conservatives.  Their desire is to destroy their opponents utterly and completely.  Victims have included Judge Bork, Clarence Thomas, Linda Tripp, Newt Gingrich, Tom Delay and now Sarah Palin.  Democrats lose no sleep over the unjust damage they do to individual lives and reputations in pursuit of their political goals.  For that reason, I should not care one iota about Anthony Weiner's self-inflicted personal destruction.

However, I am not a Democrat.  I do care...a tiny, little bit.  But at least Anthony Weiner will always have his little friend...Pookie.

Weiner Confesses

Democrat Anthony Weiner confessed to tweeting a lewd photo of himself to a woman he met online, and tearfully apologized to the media for lying about it.  The Other McCain has the videos and facts on this amazing development here.

Weiner tweeted a photo of his lower body in undershorts sporting a visible "stiffy," which he claims was sent to the lady as a joke.  He unintentionally tweeted the photo instead of sending it by email; he then panicked, removed the tweet and then lied about it, saying his Twitter account had been hacked.  The media largely doubted his story.

Robert S. McCain was on the story early on.  Frankly, I ignored the story due to its sleazy nature and unsubstantial subject matter.  However, McCain is a professional journalist and believed (correctly) that the story had legs, and McCain followed it to the end.  Weiner's humiliation is now complete and other Democrats are expected to press him to resign his House seat.

Ah men!  While young, we are possessed by a demonic force known as testosterone, which compels us to make absolute fools of ourselves in pursuit of sex, in an effort to obey nature's dictum to procreate the species, using as many different women as possible to enlarge the gene pool.  This no doubt worked well back when people lived in caves, but not so well in the 21st century.

Take testosterone, mix it with the internet and a few pretty girls, and you are all done, fella.  The results are not often pretty.  You may as well play with dynamite and matches.

Update:  Weiner appears to be much more than just a hormone-motivated guy in heat.  It has now been revealed that Weiner was displaying his wiener, naked, nude and au naturel, to young women over the internet, i.e. exposing himself digitally.  It's obvious that this schmuck has displayed a personal recklessness that is mind-bending.  It would be difficult to find a more blatant example of self-destruction by a public official.  He should not only resign, he should grow a beard, dye his hair, get cosmetic surgery and move to a desert island somewhere and live in a cave.

Like Some Mustard With That Weiner?

Anthony Weiner.  Democrat.  IDIOT.

Never social network when you're in heat.  The results could be disastrous.

I was torn as to what condiment is appropriate for Rep. Weiner:  mustard?  Sauerkraut?  KY Jelly?

I settled on mustard, though I think it is debatable as to the type of wiener that Rep Weiner represents.

Sean Hannity Spanks Democrat Bad-Boy Anthony Weiner

Democrat Congressman Anthony Weiner made a complete ass of himself on the floor of the House this week, over a bill that didn't pass.  The bill was to provide health services to first responders of 9/11.  Some firemen  and policemen have incurred health problems from breathing the thick concrete dust from the collapse of the towers, and for other reasons.

Of course, most congressmen would vote for such a bill, if that was all the bill was about.  But Democrats like to stick other things into a bill that are more controversial.  In order to vote for the first responders, you would have to vote for a number of other things as well.  It is these "other things" that caused the bill to fail.  I don't know what those things are, I haven't read the bill.  However, it goes to show that passing the bill is not so straight forward as it seems at first glance.  (Update:  the apparent problem many congressmen have with the bill is that it will raise the corporate income tax to pay for it.  Corporate taxes are already too high and raising them will retard the recovery.)

Anthony Weiner is a raucous Democrat who tries to shout down all opposition and use bullying tactics to berate and intimidate his opponents.  Weiner, it seems, is a wiener.  However, he made the mistake of trying these tactics on the Sean Hannity show and got his ass handed to him.

The Blog Prof has the story and the video.  Good show, Sean Hannity!