How we roll in NYC

How we roll in Vienna? Wiener dackerl. Via.

Anthony Weiner keeps sending me emails informing me "how we roll in New York City", and asking for money. I feel like replying, Anthony, you may roll, but you do not rock. Seriously, I cannot understand what he thinks he is accomplishing, unless his secret aim is to elect Christine Quinn, the stop-'n'-frisk candidate, by hiving off support for the progressives. Come to think of it, perhaps that is the purpose: maybe it's all Bloomberg's plan.

He has, however, explained that his nom de sexte, Carlos Danger, is not meant as an affront to the Spanish-speaking community—

“It was a joke in my personal life between me and one person,” he responded.

“I’m not gonna comment on anything about the information that that person has chosen to release,” he added. “They can do whatever they want. They can try to harm me in any way that they want. I’m moving forward talking about the people of the City of New York.”

Weiner has, meanwhile, received a celebrity endorsement from Jimmy McMillan, late of the The Rent is Too Damn High Party, who may be able to provide the nervous candidate with some much needed go-with-the-flow attitude. He certainly rolls and rocks both.

Via Politico.

My own candidate looks more and more like Bill de Blasio, recently blessed with an endorsement from a celebrity of his own, the radical hero and musical icon Harry Belafonte (who is in turn beset by a peculiar quarrel with an oddly antagonistic young person called Sean Carter, whom you may know more about than I do—I can't keep up with all this, but if young Sean endorses Weiner it will be clearer).

De Blasio and Belafonte. From The Grio (MSNBC).