Everybody seems to be talking about the bizarre tale of Congressman Anthony Weiner, a Democrat from New York, and his Twitter photo.
For those sane few who have managed to miss the story, Weiner’s Twitter feed sent a lewd photo of some bulging underwear to a college girl in Seattle whose Twitter account Weiner has been “following.” He claims his account was hacked as part of a “prank,” but he refuses to call law enforcement authorities to investigate. He also won’t deny that the photo that was sent actually was a photo of his crotch area.
Weiner keeps hoping that the story will go away, but it hasn’t. Every day there is some new revelation — most recently that an analysis of Weiner’s legitimate Twitter posts were sent using the same platform that launched the infamous crotch shot photo. If Weiner thinks that the techno geeks who love to dig into hacking incidents are going to let this drop, he’s dreaming. They will keep digging, and digging, and digging.
This story is so weird it’s hard to say what the weirdest element is. Does Weiner really have so many crotch shot photos that he can’t determine whether the photo in question was one of him? But for me the most curious aspect of this story is that a Member of Congress is spending so much time on Twitter, following the Twitter comments of random women out in cyberspace. Doesn’t he have something better to do? Doesn’t he realize that no good can come of late-night, instantaneous communications with unknown coeds? I think such conduct tell you a lot about this guy’s judgment and character.
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