Sultan Knish
Weiner's political career will never end, if only because of how much
value he has to offer to the media, standup comedians and bored browsers
looking for some news item to wake them up long enough to finish
another hour of data entry at their job.
Shame
has become a mostly discredited concept. The return of Weiner and
Spitzer to public life proves as much. But the Era of Shame ended
conclusively with Clinton's impeachment proceedings. The only outcome of
those proceedings was to degrade the country while leaving the man at
the center of the mess intact.
The New York Times ran a preachy editorial telling “the serially evasive
Mr. Weiner" to "take his marital troubles and personal compulsions out
of the public eye". The censure might have more credibility if the New
York Times' editorial board hadn't defended the serially evasive Bill
Clinton and urged him to stay instead of telling him to take him
"marital troubles and personal compulsions" back to Arkansas.
Is the New York Times really any less serially evasive than Weiner? And
for that matter, the Gray Lady's David Carr makes Weiner look like a
saint. At least Weiner probably didn't get around to domestic abuse,
crack or baby stealing.
The difference between Clinton and Weiner being made by the serially evasive New York Times is one of political convenience.
Pushing Weiner out of the race now will help the Democrats secure Gracie
Mansion by preventing a candidate with problems from heading up their
party's ticket. If Weiner had already won the runoff, then the message
would have been that we have to give him another chance. And another
one.
In the White House, Bill Clinton had to be defended to the death. If
Weiner makes it inside City Hall, he will have the protection of the
media mafia which only cares about making sure the players of the left
can shoot and score some policy victories for their side.
If John Edwards had become the President of the United States, he would
have been defended to the death and any witnesses and accusers against
him would have received the Linda Tripp treatment, instead of the slick
lawyer being mocked and kicked to the curb once it became clear that his
disgrace might damage the progress of the progressive agenda.
“Enough of all the lies and salacious revelations, Weiner is not fit to
lead America’s premier city,” the New York Daily News declared. He
isn't, of course, but who is?
Weiner's Democratic rivals include Quinn, the lesbian Council Speaker,
who doesn't have a single thought in her head that Bloomberg didn't put
there, John Liu, who may go to prison for campaign finance fraud, Bill
de Blasio, the Che-quoting radical whose black wife claimed to be a
lesbian. At this rate New York City may get its second black mayor, Bill
Thompson, because he's the only normal one in the race. Too bad he's an
empty suit in search of a body to fill it.
New York City has never been the sort of place to be led by worthy men.
Mayor Fernando Wood was a gang member who used Tammany Hall to climb
into the mayor's office. He was eventually dragged out of there by the
National Guard, but not before a police civil war ensued. Mayor Jimmy
Walker left his wife to marry a showgirl and fled to Europe to avoid
being prosecuted for corruption.
Despite all that, Fernando Wood gave the city Central Park and Jimmy
Walker gave it some catchy tunes and a memorable sense of style.
The difference was that Wood and Walker were never within laughing
distance of the White House. New York City voters might make it through
another election, fighting the gangs in control of the polling places to
cast their vote for Walker, after he got done dumping his wife for a
showgirl, or Fernando Wood, after he set off a civil war between police
forces over the lucrative trash commissioner appointment, but national
voters never would. New York was an outlier.
Weiner though isn't an outlier. He's just another egotistical politician
with poor impulse control and a political spouse. That makes him no
different than Bill Clinton who presided over his wedding vows. The only
extraordinary thing about him is the clumsy ways in which he takes
self-destructiveness to a sheepish low. But even there he was nearly
topped by John Edwards.
The Clinton era established that a president can do what he likes in the
White House and our duty is to avoid paying attention to it because
it's his private life. At least once we've giggled enough about it and
once enough news professionals have spent hours describing each of their
sexual escapades to viewers in detail. And then the backlash against
poking into his private life will kick in.
That's not a moral standard. It's tabloid morality that knows no sense
of right or wrong, only the utility of shock value. And why should it be
otherwise?
The family is a broken mess nationwide. Why should it remain intact
among the politicians who championed its destruction? A bachelor
president would be unthinkable today, and yet the country was a more
moral place in 1850 than it is today. And that may be why we need our
leaders to act as symbols of normalcy so that we can be fooled into
thinking that nothing is wrong.
The New Yorker who voted for Jimmy Walker was almost certainly part of a
family unit. The New Yorker who votes for Weiner or Quinn or de Blasio
or any other member of the circus, will have more than a little in
common with them. New Yorkers may have voted for Jimmy Walker, but they
didn't live like him. Today they do live like Weiner, Quinn and the rest
of the gang. And yet they expect higher standards from them.
Shame depends on peer pressure. And peer pressure requires standards.
When the standards only exist on television, then shame is an illusion, a
mask that politicians can take off and put on again. And it's not as if
we believe in shame anymore. Not when the media and a legion of
gullible idiots celebrated the defeat of the Defense of Marriage Act.
And if DOMA's death sparked some fireworks, why should we expect
marriage to be sacred?
The social policies of the past few generations calculatedly severed the
bonds between parents and children and husbands and wives. Now we have
moved on to mainstreaming homosexuality and redefining gender as a
mental fiction. Every day brings new stories about "adorable"
transgender kids. And if it's not that, then it's a woman marrying a
bridge or outrage over a lesbian being persecuted for molesting a
14-year-old girl. We don't have norms anymore. Why should we have shame
and why should we expect shame from the most powerful men and women in
the country?
Shame has become random. A tabloid game that we play. It's not based on a set of reciprocal values. There's no right or wrong.
Few politicians personify shame as obligatory ritual the way that Elliot
Spitzer does, sighing as he dutifully explains that he let everyone
down and he's deeply ashamed and now would everyone please give him
enough power to grind Wall Street and everyone else he has a grudge
against into dust. Pretty please?
Spitzer crowds every show on television to explain how he let everyone
down and how he's going to fix that by cracking down on Wall Street.
Only a fool would think that Spitzer had reformed and despite his high
poll numbers, New Yorkers aren't fools. But they don't like being made
fools of. They know that he hasn't changed, but they don't want their
noses rubbed in it because it leaves them with the unpleasant choice of
admitting that they voted for an amoral man or claiming that they were
fooled.
Weiner's comeback fooled no one. But no one wants to look like they were
fooled either. That is why he's falling in the polls. And that is also
the story of our society which, known to everyone is tumbling into a
moral abyss, but which no one wants to admit to knowing because it
implies complicity.
It was easier in 1926. No one pretended to think that Mayor Jimmy Walker
was a good man. Not even Walker. It was his cheerful amorality that
they were attracted to. His contempt for the office he held, for any
mores and values, even those of the most elementary competence and
professionalism. New Yorkers liked a good joke, especially in those grim
days, and Mayor Walker was an excellent joke, a high class bum posing
as a politician, making mock of the very profession by occupying it.
Since then society has become more hypocritical even as it has grown
more amoral. We want our bums to play the part of decent men. We
seriously expect men who dedicate their entire lives to climbing into
office so they can hurl down gifts on their supporters not to be as
corrupt in their personal lives as they are in their political lives.
Unlike Walker's New Yorkers, we pretend to disdain the very thing that
we are entertained by.
Anthony
Weiner is the perfect embodiment of the modern liberal beta male, who
assures his better half of her moral superiority with his sheepish
apologies for a pattern of behavior that everyone knows he will repeat.
Jimmy Walker lived a broadly unapologetic life of corruption, while
Weiner wears his hangdog expression to endless press conferences
apologizing for his corruption. And that too is the perverse legacy of
liberalism in making even sin into another joyless political ritual.
In a society without moral values, shame is theater. There is no content
to it, only a ritual that the shamed must pass through for the
entertainment of the masses. The society that the values revolution
made has has no room for moral judgement and yet it needs its
entertainments, its circuses and serial humiliations.
These spectacles have no moral meaning. One day Paula Deen is being
tarred and feather and another day it's Anthony Weiner and still another
day it's a movie star's mental breakdown and then another random person
whose exploits are notable and memeworthy enough to keep the data entry
operators from clicking over to a Facebook game. There are no more
morals, only circuses. There is no more shame, only boredom
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