Did so! Did not! Did so! Dumb Morality.

Liberal commentators are doing a most curious thing: they are angry at the Democratic party for pressuring Anthony Weiner to leave office. Weiner, of course, is the guy who sent pictures of his crotch to young women, apparently on the grounds that they might want to support his plan to become Mayor of New York, someday. Something like that.

Their argument is that the same Democrats did not pressure the Republicans to repudiate members of their party when they did similar, or usually, more disgusting things. "Well, what they did is worse!" is a miserable moral position. If what Anthony Weiner did was irresponsible enough to cause him to leave office, he ought to leave office. If what a number of Republicans did was even worse, then they should leave office, too. That they did not, and that their own party did not force them to, and that Democrats were quiet about it, has nothing to do with it. Weiner was sending pictures of his erection to young women around the country. He deserved to be thrown out.

Just because two other drunk drivers got away with it does not mean the next one should, too. It only means that the first two got away with it; not that they should have.

Rachel Maddow, or Ed Schultz, or whoever they are who are in a snit about Anthony Weiner, ought to be angry with the Republican establishment, or maybe even angry with the Democrats for not doing the right things before, but Anthony Weiner is not to be defended. He deserved to be removed from office, or in this case, to remove himself from office, under pressure.

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