For a long time now I've been saying this and, thanks to Sanford, I feel like I'm getting a very nice little shot of pure validation at the moment: scandals don't last anymore.
What's wrong with this picture? Judging from the outcome of Tuesday's contest, it seems that Sanford, South Carolina's devout citizens and God herself surely work in very mysterious ways.... (Anthony Weiner and Elliot Spitzer, are you listening?)
I realize that Americans are very forgiving of the sexual indiscretions of male politicians. Somehow these prodigal sons always seem to work their way back into the trust of the American public.
Anthony Weiner is back in the news, and openly discussing his interest in becoming a candidate for mayor. He obviously grasps the underlying causes of his supremely self-destructive actions. What seems confusing, however, is the exceptional impulsiveness he displayed.
It's spring, the buds are sprouting, the sap is rising -- and political redemption is blooming anew. Two politicians forced to resign from office due to sex scandals are back in the game.
I do not know Rabbi Broyde and cannot recall if we ever formally met. But I do know this. The growing American and Jewish culture of 'one-strike-and-your-out' is tragic and disturbing.
Congress just voted overwhelmingly to continue the national helium reserve in the panhandle of Texas. This is a holdover from World War I. Which Congress has never, ever been able to get rid of, for the obvious reason that it is not necessary in the slightest anymore.
F. Scott Fitzgerald famously uttered "there are no second acts in American lives" but bless his heart, the besotted scribe seems blissfully unaware of the loophole large enough to taxi a C- 130 through that exists for American politicians.
We have no one like the Pope to take pride in and it's hard to match Berlusconi. This all came to mind while watching the Italian Parliament try to elect a president and undertake other legislative tasks. Comparisons to the U.S. Congress invited themselves to the viewing.
Women who feel they have resources can emerge from marital wreckage intact. In particular, those with independent lives often benefit from the self-esteem that gives them an equal seat at the table in their own marriage.
It's clearly a professionally produced feature, well-written, easy to read, captivating subjects, check check check. But it's also clearly a marketing vehicle for Weiner.
Parents need a cursory understanding of the complex, virtual world in which we live in order to provide guidance. Don't let a stranger educate your child the hard way about such technologies.
Anthony, it's understandable that you think, given that yours was a virtual gaffe, that perhaps you might be let back into public life. But we're going to have to break it to you that the fact is we don't want a mayor whose erection we can call to mind.
Eliot Spitzer and Mary Matalin clash over four hot topics: Can Weiner run after his spectacle of contrition? Does dynasty = destiny for Caroline, Chelsea, Hillary? Is Obama now entitled to a grand bargain? Will Newtown parents out-lobby the NRA?
Speaking of Ding Dongs and the New York City mayor's office, Anthony Weiner is now exploring his own... um.... chances of winning the mayor's race, apparently. Late-night comics everywhere are rejoicing, one assumes.