What I Really Think of Anthony Weiner's Hubris

There was no Twitter, or Facebook, or Internet when I worked on the Hill circa 1968, but there were plenty of assholes who thought they were just as entitled as Cong. Weiner obviously thinks he is.
     I was 22 when I was propositioned by an aged South Carolina Congressman, Mendel Rivers, the chairman of the House Armed Services Committee.  He was one powerful man as we were in the thick of the Vietnam War.
     This old man cornered me on the "subway" between the Longworth Building and the Capitol.  There was no one else around, save the guy who was operating the train, and he wouldn't dare interfere for fear of losing this very cushy patronage job.  I was terrified, but thankfully the old man took no for no and my virtue remained intact.
     Oh there were plenty of girls who would have jumped at the chance I turned down; and everyone who worked on the Hill in those days knew exactly who those girls were and to whom they were attached.  But this was also before the women's movement took hold and girls who fooled around with married congressmen and senators (they were always married and all but two were men) were considered, excuse my language -- tramps.
     And there were the closeted gay congressmen and senators, well known among Hill staffers, who dabbled with pages and a willing coterie of legislative assistants too.
     Everyone knew what was going on but there were rules of unwritten decorum in effect that kept these dalliances hidden from view.  There was the senator from New Jersey who installed his girlfriend in a tiny windowless office in the sub-basement; and the congressman from Pennsylvania who kept one blonde and one brunette on staff for his pleasure.  We dubbed them "chocolate and vanilla."  And there was the gay congressman who married some unsuspecting staffer but fooled around plenty.  Everyone knew he was gay but his wife.
      We who worked on the Hill knew all this, but unless someone did something outrageous like Wilbur Mills and his drunken debacle with Fanne Foxe at the Tidal Basin, the public retained faith that its government was doing the business it was elected to do. Boys will be boys, after all.
     Fade out, fade in Bill Clinton's presidency in the Internet era, and the circus that the Ken Starr investigation of a blow-job in the oval office became.   That was the turning point.  Nothing was or could be hidden ever again.
     So why on earth did Anthony Weiner, one of my former congressional heros, next to Alan Grayson, the one-term Florida congressman, think he could get away with such abysmal behavior?
     Any credibility that we liberals have in this current do-nothing; destroy America Congress, is gone.
     What do I think of Anthony Weiner's hubris?  I hate the man's guts and hope his wife ditches him and that he's not re-elected and he shuts his mouth forever.!