Worst Human Being in the World: Andrea Peyser
Okay, okay, so this pathetic little right-wing runt of a columnist at the New York Post isn't quite as bad as, say, Ratko Mladic. But this... this is just appallingly ridiculous, and it says far more about Peyser than it does about Weiner:
She is so out of here.
On the day Anthony Weiner needed his wife the most, she vanished -- poof! -- like his harem of feisty Twitter chippies during a power outage.
The gorgeous and furious Internet cuckold Huma Abedin refused yesterday to stand by her man. She did not show up to walk the plank of public humiliation, the way doormat Silda did for her whoremonger husband, Eliot Spitzer.
And she did not stand like a potted plant, cowering beneath her hair, the way wife and beard Dina did when her hub, Jim McGreevey, announced he was a "gay American."
Yesterday, the anniversary of D-Day, Weiner, 46, threw a little sneak invasion of his own. He stood behind a podium -- sobbing, blubbering and begging for forgiveness for his fetishistic fixation with phone sex, e-mail sex and sexting gross photos to a half-dozen chicks, many young enough to be his children. And Huma was gone.
"Mr. Weiner," I asked him. "Are you splitting up?"
His reply was most curious, even for a liar and cheat. He tried to avoid the question altogether.
"I love my wife very much," he said, sidestepping a direct "no."
First, who writes like this? One can only imagine that her casual use of dirty language, lobbing it at her chosen targets, gives her a massive erection.
Second, what the fuck does she know about Weiner's sexuality? How does she know that he has a "fetishistic fixation" with any of those things? Playing around on the Internet the way Weiner did hardly amounts to a fixation, let alone a fetishistic one. Does Peyser know anything about sexuality at all, about how human beings interact, about what turns them on, particularly in this virtual age? Apparently not.