No Cameras Please!

It happened.  Yesterday Congressman Weiner announced that he is going to resign because, with reckless abandon, he distributed photos of himself in all his natural glory (along with memos singing his glory's praises).  He found out the hard way that although it is par for the course for the world to see an emperor with no clothes on, those rules do not apply to a congressman.  That you are doing your job pretty well, which, when you are a congressman or senator, is as rare as spotting a dodo, is besides the point.  We don't need our leaders to represent us; we need our leaders to be dressed!  No matter if they work only for whomever gives them the most money, not their constituents, as long as they are the most puritan folks on the block, they can keep their salaries and we'll vote for them over and over again. 

So, if you are ever tempted to take a photo of yourself, consider instead handing out cheques from tobacco companies before a vote related to the dangers of tobacco - that could get you the cushy job of Speaker of the House.  Another alternative to the camera is taking on four rent-stabilised apartments in a city where the limit is supposed to be one per person, use one as an office (also against the rules) and then go all out by not paying taxes on a home you have near the sunny beaches of the Dominican Republic.  You know why all this behaviour is acceptable?  Because it doesn't matter what you do, how you dress, or rather don't dress is what matters.  As long as we don't know what naked you looks like, you're good.

I'm working on my slogan for the special election to fill the empty seat:  I WON'T WORK FOR YOU - GOD FORBID!  BUT I PROMISE I SHALL ALWAYS DRESS FOR YOU!!