This week gave us Weinergate, one of the more bizarre -- and double entendre-laden -- examples of the political axiom "it's not the crime, it's the cover-up" in memory... even if the "crime" in question was, at worse, actually just a monumental lapse in judgment. Indeed, in the age of sexting and Brett Favre's photographic oeuvre, Weiner's alleged crotch shot is downright Puritan. That said, most people, unlike Rep. Weiner, can "say with certitude" whether they have taken a photo of their nether regions. And, if they have, would surely be able to identify their privates. The incident warmed the hearts of pun-loving headline writers ("Weiner's Bulging Controversy") and provided a case study on how not to do damage control. Weiner is one of the smartest and most articulate politicians in Washington; watching him parse words, twist logic, and avoid direct answers is enough to make one pine for the days of Larry Craig's "wide stance."