New York Magazine Writer Prat-Fawns Over Mrs. Weiner

July 16th, 2013 6:53 AM

Isaac Chotiner at The New Republic exposed New York magazine writer Mark Jacobson as a Huma Abedin shoe-polisher. “Abedin always gets good press, but this piece takes it to a new level. As a public service, I have chosen the four silliest/creepiest tidbits.”

 1. “She approached in a knit white top and navy-blue business skirt, her dark, almost black hair down to her shoulders. She wore bright-red lipstick, which gave her lips a 3-D look, her brown eyes were pools of empathy evolved through a thousand generations of what was good and decent in the history of the human race.”

2. “Of course, you’d seen pictures before. But you’d also seen pictures of the Taj Mahal. It didn’t quite come up to actually being there.”

3. “Huma looked at Weiner with bemusement. It was quite possible that she was the most cosmopolitan human being on Earth.”

4. “The harsh, cheap buck lighting in the coffee shop couldn’t lay a glove on her. By the time she sat down, the harmony of angels had vanquished the tinny background music from every corporate space on the planet.”

Chotiner didn’t explain that prat-fawning passages 1, 3, and 4 all unfolded in the same we’re-not-worthy paragraph. At least as he chronicled “the extraordinary Ms. Abedin,” Jacobson realized her cosmopolitanism was a bit compromised by her questionable taste in men: “It was as if this stellar woman, who could have married anyone, had by the mechanisms of unfathomable fate wound up with the booby prize: Out of the best and the brightest, she chose him, Anthony Weiner.” Fate?

Still, Jacobson wrapped up with his own admiration for Weiner's and Eliot Spitzer's Me-So-Horny refusal to quit:

It was a little peek into one possible future, a world where Mayor Anthony Weiner would not be cowed from tweaking the tale of Governor Andrew Cuomo, who, after all, was quote “Shame on us: If Weiner were to win the election.” Toss Comptroller Eliot Spitzer into that brew, and a $20 billion seawall won’t be enough to hold back the sea of testosterone.