Hey now! Someone hacked my blog! That is not the photo I meant to show! (Come back next week when I admit that totally is the photo I meant to show, but I'm deeply ashamed of myself for doing it. On the other hand, wah-wah-wah, you know?)
Actually, the photo I was referring to is this photo of Rep. Namesake at the June 6 press conference at which he took photgraphic and anatomical credit for the above image:
|Something stinks like unwashed briefs.|
|Wolf confessed he "sort of believed" Weiner at the time. |
And what are you hiding behind that dashing beard, Mr. Blitzer?
Then there's the contortion of Rep. Weiner's chin, which Mr. Navarro characterizes as "really tough to do." Try it - if you're not up to your ass in alligators, it's not a natural way to set your face. The body language expert's interpretation of the chin-clench is that the subject is saying, "I am down and beaten and I lack confidence." Bring me a tissue, I'm getting all misty here.
Of course, along with the poor-me indicators, Mr. Navarro pegs the look on the Congressman's face as expressing "feelings of contempt for either the process he was going through or for those in the room." Which leads me to wonder why more of us watching this story unfold don't have the same look on our faces. In my case, it's because the brays of laughter are drowning it out. Remember, it takes more muscles to frown than to roll on the floor busting a gut.
Let us not forget that Rep. Tweetyermeat admitted to more than a single indiscretion involving a camera that just happened to be pointing down at the precise moment he was obviously thinking about his lovely wife and a Twitter account that randomly uploaded the photo and then hit the wrong button on his computer. There were several ladies competing for his affections over a period of time and across multiple social networking platforms. And he was keeping that a secret for quite a while. So I put together a selection of photos from before and during the scandal to see if we can detect a pattern in Rep. Weiner's facial expressions.
|"I'd rather be photographing my dick."|
|"I wonder if gray briefs are sexier than white."|
|"I should have hired a male intern to blame this on."|
|"Why can't they all be as gullible as Wolf Blitzer? |
And what the hell kind of name is Wolf, anyway?"
|"At least they're not laughing at its size."|
|"Could be worse. My wife could be pregnant during all this."|
I do think, however, that "Weinergate Falls" sounds as if it would be a lovely place to live. I'll bet they have an annual bratwurst cookoff there. Just don't try to bring your famous spinach casserole, unless you want to see some serious nose-crinkling.