Oh my…another political sex scandal. Am I the only one getting numb to these? I find myself yawning, even as I pass the wiener cooler in the grocery store. Who really cares about another self-absorbed, self-aggrandizing man who overestimated his power and thinks the thing in his lumpy underwear is “all that.”
More interesting to me, is Mrs. Weiner and what we all suppose she must be feeling. To be sure, she must be angry, embarrassed, appalled, hurt…too many emotions to separate and stuff into individual boxes. For now, they’re all lumped together like congealed oatmeal. It’s impossible to ferret out each oat…unbearable to swallow in one gulp.
But if she’s like most of us…I had a terrible husband and didn’t know it… women, the biggest specter of all is the…OMG! How could I be so dumb! It’s the tumor that’s takes up the biggest compartment of the brain. It’s knowing that the pity behind those kind eyes, hides an unspoken, how could she NOT know. Averted eyes scream tsk, tsk, tsk.
During my divorce from my terrible husband, I remember my stomach rolling, and my lips stretched tight against my teeth lest I bawl out, “But I didn’t know….you can’t blame me!”
They don’t know that the compliments hurt as much as the barbs. “She’s a woman in her own right…she’ll be fine.” If I was, I should have known better. “She’s brilliant.” Uhhhh…really? “Maybe she was in it for the power of his position, or the money?” Go fuck yourself.
So which will she be?
1. The Hillary Clinton… I know he’s a fool but I’m smarter than him. I’ll make sure he pays for it.
2. The Silva Spitzer…I don’t know what to do so I guess I’ll stand here at this press conference and hope they forget someday.
3. The Jenny Sanford…screw him, I’m outta here.
But if I could talk to Mrs. Weiner, I would tell her. Go find the pieces of yourself that you gave to him and take them all back. Make yourself whole again, and get right with you. Sure it’s a bit like a puzzle that violently spilled on a hard floor. There may be a few fractured bits, some corners curled from contempt and some of the pieces won’t fit exactly as they used to. But they’ll fit nonetheless. The picture won’t ever be exactly the same, but the beauty won’t suffer too greatly from the patina. Just be certain it’s mostly the picture you started. Your picture.
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