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On Nov. 3, [New Jersey Gov. Chris] Christie called Rupert Murdoch, the influential News Corporation chief and would-be kingmaker, who had warned in a biting post on Twitter that the governor might be responsible for Mr. Obama’s re-election.
Mr. Christie told Mr. Murdoch that amid the devastation, New Jersey needed friends, no matter their political party, according to people briefed on the discussion. But Mr. Murdoch was blunt: Mr. Christie risked looking like a spoiler unless he publicly affirmed his support for Mitt Romney, something the governor did the next day.
Because, really, what’s more important: doing all you can to help your state recover from a natural disaster, or getting your butt in line to show unconditional support for the guy who believes that the agency dealing with disaster recovery should be abolished?
Then I saw this on Twitter:Because you know who runs the media? Not Rupert, no sir.
Apologies ensue on that last item. I guess since Rupert (through his “news” network) already insults blacks and Hispanics and gays and women and the poor and young people and liberals, he doesn’t want to go overboard and be called anti-Semitic.
Let’s see where Fox News goes next.
Looks like Hillary Rodham Clinton enjoys the “Texts from Hillary” joke:
The blog has come full-circle with a submission from the secretary herself. “ROFL @ ur tumblr! g2g — scrunchie time. ttyl?” she captioned the Diana Walker image that has been in most of the iterations of the meme. (Translation: Rolling on floor laughing at your Tumblr! Got to go — scrunchie time. Talk to you later?) Twitter erupted: Hillary Clinton uses Internet slang! Hillary Clinton makes fun of her own scrunchies! Hillary Clinton might be the first cabinet member to participate in her own meme!
But when others posted the same information, it confused a bunch of people on Twitter. Gawker explains:
The old trolls at the Manchester Union Leader—New Hampshire’s largest paper—have endorsed Newt Gingrich in the state’s upcoming Republican primary. But the pundits on Twitter still had questions! Questions like, who is the union leader who is endorsing Newt?
And then, it proceeds to list the Tweets of people who are confused and appalled that any union official would endorse someone who so vehemently hates unions.
Apparently, people don’t read beyond headlines. Wouldn’t it make sense that if a headline seemed to defy reason, you’d read the first paragraph or so of the story to see what was going on? Or has the Twitterverse been reduced into thinking all can be explained in 140 characters? Obviously, it can’t.
Anthony Weiner has wasted the time of all Americans with his idiotic tweet of his underwear shielded johnson.
Today, he admitted he did it and that he lied to cover it up. Of course he should resign, but he’s going to pull a David Vitter and stick around. Let’s hope the voters in New York sent him packing come the next election.
This from the New York Times:
At a news conference in Midtown Monday afternoon, Representative Anthony D. Weiner tearfully confessed to sending a photo of himself in his underwear to a woman via Twitter and then lying about it.
Mr. Weiner said the indiscretion was part of a pattern of sending inappropriate and at times explicit photos and messages to women he met over the Internet.
Mr. Weiner, 46, a popular and brash Democrat from Queens who has been considering a run for mayor of New York City and is known for aggressive and sometimes intemperate political commentary on Twitter, apologized repeatedly.
He still hasn’t apologized enough.
We’ve got serious issues to deal with in this country, but for the past week, he’s provided the “shiny object” that has distracted people from things that really matter.
And it’s not like this is a sudden character flaw.
Check out this piece in Vanity Fair from November 2001 on Washington interns:
The next day, New York’s Anthony Weiner finds the time to hunt down Diana’s E-mail address. He writes that he hopes they might meet again. Diana is overwhelmed that he’s managed to think of her on a day that must be heavy with import and emotional intensity. Last night he mentioned that he’d be going to Manhattan to inspect the World Trade Center wreckage with the president. They’d be traveling together on Air Force One.
Caroline records: “Went for lunch with Diana. Anthony Weiner has emailed her and she didn’t know he was a member of Congress. She died when I showed her his card! It was so funny!! I think she likes him, but she doesn’t want to admit it. In fact, I know she likes him ’cos she’s been on his website this afternoon looking at the photo gallery.”
A week later, two nights before Caroline will leave for England, the girls return to the Capital Grille. Now they know the drill, and they capture their prey with ease. “Three more congressmen,” Diana gloats. “Republicans—got their cards and everything.”
She has left Anthony Weiner dangling, after he E-mailed her that she should come and visit his office “in person.” “I thought that was kind of cheesy,” sniffs Diana.
That’s pretty low rent. Days after terrorists destroy the World Trade Center, he’s trying to impress a bunch of bar hoppers by saying he’s going up to New York with the president on Air Force One.
This idiot just gave Tea Baggers a bunch of ammunition to distract us with through the next election. He should have resigned.