From today’s lede editorial:

At some point, the full story of Anthony Weiner and his sexual relationships and texting habits will finally be told. In the meantime, the serially evasive Mr. Weiner should take his marital troubles and personal compulsions out of the public eye, away from cameras, off the Web and out of the race for mayor of New York City.

Mr. Weiner, who resigned from Congress two years ago after sending lewd messages and photos of his crotch to women he had not met, was forced to revisit the issue on Tuesday, and so were we all. A Web site called The Dirty had another woman’s story, another round of sex texts, and another picture of Mr. Weiner’s penis.

At this point, the interest ain’t exactly prurient anymore. I suppose it’s one thing to get caught, retire from public life, and promise your pregnant wife you’ll never do it again. It’s another thing to re-enter public life while still doing it.

Apropos of something, Slate has your Anthony Weiner Screen Name Generator. His was Carlos Danger. Mine is Manolo Dynamite, which I’ll soon by adopting in place of VodkaPundit.