When someone asks you point-blank if you're doing something you really shouldn't be doing, there's often a temptation to definitively deny the allegation in no uncertain terms. But where's the fun in that? There's a certain delicious danger in leaving your accusers guessing. Anthony Weiner knows this, and that's why when you ask him if he's still sexting, he doesn't bore you by just saying "no." Carlos Danger always leaves a little something to the imagination.
In an exclusive interview with the Daily News, columnist Denis Hamill asked Weiner, "There is no one you are sexting now?" Weiner answered, "You can quibble about beginnings, middles and ends but what we're talking about is over a year ago." See, that's the stuff. Weiner knows better than to say he "feels like a very, very different person," like he told People magazine in a July 2012 interview, a week after he started sexting Sydney Leathers. And he's certainly not going to straight-up deny that he has a small camera surgically attached to his upper thigh for the sole purpose of transmitting real time cock-shots to a desperate Internet.
"What we're talking about is over a year ago" is a very interesting reply, when you parse it. Is what "we're talking about" specifically the stuff with Sydney Leathers? Or is he referring to his general pattern of sexting & cock shotting? Is it safe to assume that "is over a year ago" means that he stopped that behavior over a year ago? That sounds odd, because Leathers insists their virtual romp continued through the end of the summer 2012 and a bit beyond, which means "what we're talking about" is actually less than a year ago.
Of course, Weiner says don't worry about the timeline, that's between him and his wife. But if the voters can't get a simple definitive answer as to whether he's still a freaky freaky sext freak, then how do we know we're really out of the Danger Zone?
And in other Weiner news, screw the Clintons. Asked about rumors that Hillary and Bill are furious about being lumped in with Danger and Leathers, Weiner told reporters, "I am not terribly interested in what people who are not voters in the city of New York have to say. I am focused like a laser beam on their interests." Yes, he's like a torpedo plowing through surging waves, like an oil derrick drilling deep on their behalf, like a rooster crowing loudly to awaken a sleepy electorate and tell them it's time to get up, get half-dressed, and slip on some amazing fuckme shoes.
You know it's getting rough out there for a sex freak when even Eliot Spitzer piles on.
