Well Anthony Weiner sure got himself in a pickle by posting a lewd photo of his bulging briefs on Twitter.

Well Anthony Weiner sure got himself in a pickle by posting a lewd photo of his bulging briefs on Twitter.

Was he just tooling around? Or simply trying to prove he’s an important member of Congress — that he has muscle, even though the NRA gives him a grade of F and he’s on record against packing heat?

Some feel the media was to hard on him, that he got the shaft. Certainly his fellow Democrats failed to go to bat for him, saying, in effect, if you behave like a ding-dong you’ve got to accept that you can’t simply wave a magic wand and make it all go away.

Some have invoked the words of the late historian Stephen Ambrose, who once explained on PBS's “News Hour” (when discussing the Clinton-Lewinsky scandal), “God created man with a penis and a brain and gave him only enough blood to run one at a time.”

A friend of mine observed that Weiner should have changed his name long ago if he planned to go into politics. Another said his parents should have changed it back was a teenie weenie boy playing with his jack in the box and Lincoln Logs — just to save him the teasing he’d get from other kids growing up.

He even offered some tongue-in-cheek name change options: Jack Hammer, Peter Rodman, or Harry Johnson.

The scandal definitely made for some entertaining headlines. Here’s a sampling:

Battle of the Bulge, Weiner Exposed — New York Post

Disgusted Democrats Letting Weiner Shrivel — New York Post

The Lesson of Weiner’s Schnitzel: Delete, Delete, Delete — Kansas City Star

Boehner Won’t Bite on Weiner — CNS News

Congressman Wants Weiner Probe — Fox News

Certainly the Congressman is not alone in the Phallic Hall of Shame. Other politicians of note have behaved like ding-a-lings. Bill Clinton, Newt Gingrich, Eliot Spitzer, John Edwards, Mark Sanford and Arnold Schwarzenegger all pulled boners as well.

One has to wonder what Weiner would have done to satisfy his sexual proclivities before Twitter. FedSex maybe?

Or maybe he’d have had to do it all in person like Wilbur Mills.

The Honorable Wilbur Mills, Democrat from Arkansas, powerful chairman of the House Ways and Means Committee, got a little carried away one night in 1974. Mills and four companions were pulled over by U. S. Park Police for speeding with no lights on near the Jefferson Memorial in Washington, around 2 o'clock in the morning.  

Out of the car popped Annabella Batista, a stripper with the stage name of Fanne Foxe, the "Argentine Firecracker."  She jumped into the Tidal Basin.

Mills was smashed, drunk as a skunk. Turns out that the 74-year-old Mills and his wife lived in the same building as Foxe and her husband.   

Things settled down, but then a couple of weeks later, Mills and Fanne showed up in Boston, drunk, on stage.  Mills claimed he had "absolutely no memory" of that spectacle.
None of his fellow House members were able to understand Mills' erratic behavior, but nearly all of them recognized it as markedly out of character.

There was speculation that it was a drug — the medication that Mills had taken since his back surgery in 1973 — combined with alcohol may have brought on his bizarre conduct.

Weiner may have been experiencing something similar, though created by his own brain.

According to a post on the Psychology Today website, when engaging in flirting, foreplay, and the ultimate act of sex itself, your brain’s is spilling out the pleasure producing neurotransmitter dopamine at a mile a minute.

In short, the article says that Weiner’s brain is likely addicted to the same rush of brain chemicals drug addicts experience, leading him to crave more and more stimulation — to the point where his tolerance levels were elevated, requiring even riskier situations.

There seems little doubt that he was experiencing an amazing rush, one that he was willing to risk everything to replicate.

After his second public incident, Wilbur Mills stepped down from his chairmanship of the Ways and Means Committee, acknowledged his alcoholism, and checked himself into Palm Beach Institute at West Palm Beach. He did not seek re-election in 1976, but devoted his time to counseling individual alcoholics, and raising funds for alcoholic treatment centers.

What lies ahead for Weiner in today’s world of instant celebrity, fame, power and big money is anybody’s guess. Rather than counseling others and raising funds for Twitter treatment, it’s more likely he’ll get a lucrative book contract or end up with his own TV show — “The Weiner Roast,” sponsored by Oscar Mayer, of course.
J.T. Knoll is a writer, speaker and prevention and wellness coordinator at Pittsburg State University. He also operates Knoll Training & Consulting in Pittsburg. He can be reached at 231-0499 or jtknoll@swbell.net