Oh my gosh, a politician lied! Stop the presses! Who would have thought?
I haven't been following this story closely and likely don't have all the essential facts, but what I've learned from skimming a couple of articles about Weiner does not cause me any concern at all. What upsets me is the propensity of attention-seeking nobodies to ruin the lives of famous people by exposing the fact that they aren't saints to the media.
The nature of Weiner's lie is irrelevant. To lie about sending a weenie photo or getting blown by an intern in the oval office is one thing; however, to lie about knowingly going to war on doctored intelligence or to lie about policy promises or official actions is quite another. Some matters in some contexts (official ones) demand honesty, while other matters in other contexts (private ones) do not. Lets keep the nature of the lie in context. He lied about something personal that we really have no need or right to know. If it was a job related lie, I'd be concerned, but it wasn't.
No matter a person's profession, I expect him or her to be human, and to be human is to be imperfect. Yes, this guy lied about sending weenie photos. So what? Why is it my business? He didn't send the photos to me. I don't care. If anything, I can relate to him more now because he's a pervert, just like me.
I'm not going to pass judgement on this man. I buy sex, which is a lot worse than what this guy is doing. And you know what, if someone were to accuse me of being a hobbyist, I would deny the allegations. It's called self-preservation, which is a very human instinct. Regardless of my profession, my hobbying is not a matter of public concern. It's not a shame to lie about such matters; it's a shame to ask about them. People need to mind their own fucking business, and the world would be a better place. Everyone on this planet is fucked-up to some degree in his or her own special way. Some of us just hide it better than others. Because we haven't been outed (yet), doesn't entitle us to pass judgement, especially those of us who post anonymous messages on a prostitution bulletin board. If we want to sing the virtues of honesty and character, we can all begin by posting our real names, addresses, professions, and the names of our wives, girlfriends, and children. I daresay that there are more than a few Weineresque liars in our midst. I know I've lied about how I spend my weekends, and I know that I will continue to do so if querried. At least I'm honest about it.