The Eleventh Commandment

And speaking of adult children, Congressman Wiener is this week's poster child for adults who behave like children. Naive as I am, I thought only adolescents posted pictures of their private body parts on the web -- the rest of us are either too young (nothing interesting to show) or too old (have shown it to enough people already). Most adults I know look back on adolescence as a time when "I wish I knew then, what I know now" and are grateful for the fact that they did NOT get publicly exposed.

Clearly Congressman Wiener did not graduate to that sophisticated view of life. Poor man is languishing in post-adolescence adolescence, and worse yet, he is ashamed of himself.

I secretly love the Calvin Kline underwear ads and a lot of the Abercrombie ads too, but faces are attached to the bodies displaying bulging underwear. You can even go online and learn the names of the models if you are so inclined (pun intended). The point is, these guys are not anonymous, and they are clearly not ashamed. I would not be ashamed of my Always-In-Trouble Son, if he modeled for Calvin Kline. Calvin is only trying to make a buck, and in the process make the walls of the subways more beautiful. I respect that.

Maybe Congressman Wiener never learned the Eleventh Commandment -- Never do anything you can't tell your mother. It is a simple moral imperative that extends across all religions and cultures, just like the Original Ten. This commandment wasn't part of the Original Ten simply because God hadn't gotten around to having a mother in the Old Testament. God realized his mistake, and gave His Son a mom in the New Testament. I have no idea why this commandment was left out of the Sermon on the Mount.