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Usually I write here about being in analysis, or the aftermath since I left. But one of the post-therapy effects is how I think about things, and although the Anthony Weiner thing is sooooooo yesterday, now's when I have a sec to think about it - on a Friday afternoon.
Here's my thing: Let's not have any more innocent victims here, like all the other red-blooded Americans - and citizens of the world! - called Weiner. The congressman's social media/PG-13 porn star travails have created a license to freely mock his name. Media and the people have dubbed it a punch line in and of itself. Apparently, any word accompanying this fallen hero's moniker is instantly hilarious, simply by association.
Well, that sucks for him, and for anyone else who shares his surname. They'll have to really grin and bear it from now until the next nuclear blast, oil spill or earthquake.
And who's to say you couldn't be next? "My God," I realized, "my last name is Weiss - our names start with the same three letters!" Yet here I sit in a relatively safe rhymes-with-ice zone. Is Weiss a dirty word? Not right now, but ask the next Quisling you meet - a noble name can be changed forever.
In the meantime, feel free to think what you want about Anthony Weiner, Congressman for New York's 9th District. I realized another name for his job is "Representative", as in "a representative of...". Whether we want to admit it or not, some of us have many uncomfortable commonalities with this official, elected by the people for the people.
Does he represent you, too, in some way? Take a look in the mirror - then snap a naked picture if you'd like.
-- Mr. Analysand
