The fallacy that we can dress up immorality with designer morality is painfully exposed in the Anthony Weiner situation.
Now it is not the Representative desperately seeking to squirm his way out, but us, the witnesses. Twisting and turning, trying to patch holes in the deception that we can create good and evil.
That instead, we are hopelessly broken souls.
That there are cracks in the facade of the best and brightest of our heroes. That the swiftest tongue, the sharpest mind and the most promising leader will sooner or later self-destruct.
That in trying to cover one damaged consequence we ignore one victim and violate still another.
That we have no true way to redeem ourselves. That we can only limp along as long as we can.
We may ignore. Or pretend to forget. But the judgment always stands that those who do these things shall surely die. And die we do.
There is only one solution I know. One place any one of us can go. There, side by side, I stand on level ground next to Anthony. And you. At the foot of the Cross. If I confess my sins, He is faithful and just to forgive.