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Thoughts on Tuesday
Maybe it's the heat but my blogging schedule is really messed up. Movie Monday, Website Wednesday, Knitting Friday - what me worry? I'll probably get back in the groove soon but until then, I'm afraid it's blogging only when my guilty conscience flares its ugly head.
It was Chris Matthews however, who inspired today's posting. Not that I watch him (I know, the classic excuse like: I only read Playboy for the articles.), but the husband can sit in front of the screen when his image or even Jim Crammer's is gracing that 52" beauty. I, however, was just passing the TV last night (honest!) and I heard Matthews explain Anthony Weiner's behavior as the juvenilization (Oh please let that be spelled right!) of America. And I thought: Bingo! He's right.
For if you look at the mechanics of Weiner's actions, you're looking at a teenage boy not a grown man. It's stupid, doofus dumb, internet sex play. Something horny, teen boys and men who haven't been able to move into the grown-up world do.
Then you look at America and you realize that we really value this wacky, dumb teen time in sexual development. Our movie industry is aimed at this audience, our advertising industry wants them young and younger. Our fashion industry is delusional in selling to a non-existent rail-thin, teen market and even our grandmothers buy the meme by still dyeing their hair as they approach the grave.
There are no benchmarks to tell us that growing up means maturing and while youth can be for mistakes, adulthood must be for control. I'm not saying the adult male wouldn't think about stupid, dumb, sexting; I'm just saying that a truly adult male should have that warning bell which warns him: Bad idea, and that he listens too.
So I guess we can say that Weiner was living this juvenile sexual fantasy behavior. Unfortunately, he was living it as an adult and a member of Congress.
Maybe it's the heat but my blogging schedule is really messed up. Movie Monday, Website Wednesday, Knitting Friday - what me worry? I'll probably get back in the groove soon but until then, I'm afraid it's blogging only when my guilty conscience flares its ugly head.
It was Chris Matthews however, who inspired today's posting. Not that I watch him (I know, the classic excuse like: I only read Playboy for the articles.), but the husband can sit in front of the screen when his image or even Jim Crammer's is gracing that 52" beauty. I, however, was just passing the TV last night (honest!) and I heard Matthews explain Anthony Weiner's behavior as the juvenilization (Oh please let that be spelled right!) of America. And I thought: Bingo! He's right.
For if you look at the mechanics of Weiner's actions, you're looking at a teenage boy not a grown man. It's stupid, doofus dumb, internet sex play. Something horny, teen boys and men who haven't been able to move into the grown-up world do.
Then you look at America and you realize that we really value this wacky, dumb teen time in sexual development. Our movie industry is aimed at this audience, our advertising industry wants them young and younger. Our fashion industry is delusional in selling to a non-existent rail-thin, teen market and even our grandmothers buy the meme by still dyeing their hair as they approach the grave.
There are no benchmarks to tell us that growing up means maturing and while youth can be for mistakes, adulthood must be for control. I'm not saying the adult male wouldn't think about stupid, dumb, sexting; I'm just saying that a truly adult male should have that warning bell which warns him: Bad idea, and that he listens too.
So I guess we can say that Weiner was living this juvenile sexual fantasy behavior. Unfortunately, he was living it as an adult and a member of Congress.
