Let's grill a wiener, shall we?

Let's grill a wiener, shall we?

In case you live under a rock, Anthony Wiener has been caught again sending explicit texts with pictures (of his Weiner).  The first time, got him escorted out of Congress.  Now, after counseling, he is running for New York City mayor and still texting like he is a well renown porn star on the keyboard.  His wife has stood by him through both ordeals.

With that summation, all sorts of things are going through my mind.  First of all, he won't exit the mayoral race. Does he actually think he is going to win.  What type of credibility does he have?  (The texts weren't even good--it's like he read 50 Shades of Grey before starting.)  Can you imagine being in a meeting with him wondering how many texts he could have sent during his work day.  Is he actually thinking about the topic at hand or his boner? Imagine what the must call him behind his back.

Then I find myself judging not the crime itself but the fact that he was stupid enough to get caught, not once but twice!  I have to get this thought out of my head because I feel like I am excusing the actual act of stupidity.

And then the wife...holy shit.  She is a smart, well educated woman.  I respect that she is committed to the marriage--this is a prime example of better or worse.  But how much can she take before losing respect for herself?  And how can she turn to her friends and family?  I would think that her outward support for the Wien is easier to do for a crowd that she doesn't know as opposed to friends and family.  

I then question what I would do if the Wang started acting like the Wien.  I do believe in the sanctity of marriage and working on it but I can hear my mother's voice going "Once a cheater, always a cheater."  And if I did try to work on the relationship, how in God's name would I be able to bring my husband home?  My sister, a Cross Fit fanatic, can hug so strong and hard that you feel like a rib is being cracked.  And that is when she LIKES you.  My mom..well, she reads and gardens a lot.  I am sure that my man would suffer at her hands by ingesting something that would make him vomit a whole lot.

I truly don't know what I would do.  Would I demand a Kobe Bryant type infidelity jewel or walk away cleanly with half like Elin? I don't think that I could get past the bad literary text porn and wiener showing.  Ching and I are not allowed to bring up past issues in current arguments.  If he pissed me off in 2006, that is not fair game to bring it up in 2012.  This type of thing would fester...yeah, I think I would have to walk away.

And I would totally be turned off my hot dogs....