Well, it's about effin' time: over a week after a pic of Representative Anthony Weiner's... well, wiener, showed up on Twitter, dude finally owned up to the fact that he had accidentally posted it while trading pics with some girls he had been mackin' on.

All right. Before we get into this, let's go over some constants here. First, the internet was built solely for the free exchange of dicks and boobies. Sure, you could say that it was built for the exchange of knowledge, but you'd just be a naive d-bag. Second, if you can convenience someone at no personal cost to yourself, you're morally obligated to do so. And third, any expectations you place on others must be placed on yourself as well. Got all that? Now let's move on.

Let's examine Anthony Weiner's case. He's a congressman from New York, he's married, he has thus far refused to try and pass any moral policing measures on others, and all he did was send a couple of dick pics around to some girls he was trying to get a little something from. Now, ask yourself this: Is that honestly so bad? How many of you do this every day on Manhunt or Adam4Adam? Politicians are still human beings, and every now and then humans need to get some pussy, cock, ass or all of the above. Hell, our genetics are streamlined for the sole purpose of ensuring that we get as much fucking as we can.

However, before we completely let him off the hook, let's not forget that he did technically cheat on his wife. That's bad. And his refusal to admit that he published the pics drew attention away from important issues and presumably cost taxpayers in one way or another. Also bad. So, if we can get mad at him for something, be pissed about that instead of getting all huffy over something that people do every freaking day.

People love to fuck, and they will do stupid shit in order to fuck. As long as he's not trying to police people about whom they can and can't fuck, and as long as it's with another consenting adult in a situation where he's not cheating on his wife, I don't care where he puts his dick. For all I care, he can put it on a goddamn billboard as long as all adult parties involved in the matter are a-okay with it. Besides, have you seen the pic? Dude doesn't look too bad for 46. And it turns out the piece of kosher beef he's packing downstairs isn't too bad either. All I'm saying is, if you're pissed off about the fact that he lied to his constituents and cheated on his wife, go ahead. I am too. But posting pictures of his schlong on the web? BFD.

I try to avoid politics here, mostly because nothing alienates half your audience faster than saying something like, "Man, those Liberals (or Conservatives or whatever) sure are crazy!" I'd then sit back and watch as the internet commits a hate crime. But I'm making an exception because shit went down today. IT. WAS. FUCKING AWESOME.

First off, Stephen Harper was giving a throne speech, which I initially thought was sort of like a Canadian version of that Colin Firth movie about the king with the stutter. Turns out I was half right: it's actually some boring spiel that starts every new session of Parliament. But, like The King's Speech, it's two hours long and un-fucking-watchable.

But lo, there did come a page, and she did liven things up by whipping out a "Stop Harper" protest sign. Stop Harper from doing what? No one's really sure, although he pretty much sucks at everything, so it's fair to say she probably had a decent point. Kudos to you, young lady, for having the ovaries to tell Harper to shove it. On a side note, why are the Supreme Court of Canada justices all dressed up as Santa Claus?

Meanwhile, in the usually friendly country to the south, Sarah Palin continued her family vacation and thinly veiled attention-grab for president. This despite the fact that she hasn't held a political office in two years, time she's spent as the opening for Jon & Kate Plus 8. Anyway, Palin decided to wow voters with her grasp of basic US history by recounting the story of Paul Revere. As imagined by a paranoid shut-in.

That's right: this crazy woman, who is riding around America in a bus emblazoned with the Constitution to help her run for the presidency, doesn't even know one of the most basic parts of American history. You could make the case that this is more of that "gotcha" journalism, like that time they asked her to name a newspaper, until you realize she was in Paul Revere's house. Seriously, are you telling me they don't have a plaque with his entire biography on a wall somewhere? Better hope TLC needs to fill some airtime between Toddlers and Tiaras and 19 Kids and Counting!