When a celebrity sex scandal becomes a news story, of course everyone has to pretend they mainly care about the impact on the person's career, or whatever. Maybe some people do, but most of the audience is gobbling up details left and right about what the scandal-doers were wearing, what sex positions they were in, what kind of foreplay was used (if any) and all kinds of shit that can't possibly affect anyone's career. I mean, if Monica Lewinsky was wearing a green cocktail dress instead of a blue one, that would suddenly mean they are less likely to impeach Clinton?
Maybe if i>he was wearing it.
Nobody cares about these people's careers or any newsy things here, they're all in this for the storyline. They want a real-life soap opera or steamy romance novel or soft-porn erotica or just plain masturbation material, depending on their tastes. And when the story sucks, they get pissed right off, but they can't admit it straight out, because remember, we're all pretending to be interested in this as a news story.
So when Anthony Weiner decides to have a sex scandal by sending pictures of his penis to ladies over the Internet, he is ruining the story. Sure, we will read about it because it is funny and his last name is Weiner, and you can't pass that up, but secretly a lot of us are really let down that this is his idea of a sex scandal. Sure, we weren't expecting Shakespearean sonnets from his chatlogs, but finding out that he was basically rephrasing, "My penis is very hard," over and over again was below even our lowered expectations.
It's like erotic fiction by Stephenie Meyer.
I mean, this is the guy who won acclaim for passionate, arresting speeches in Congress, and this is his idea of hot sex talk? But instead of admitting we were hoping for a better scandal, we have to say we're disappointed that he was so crude because it is so embarrassing to him and so hurtful to his wife, not because it was such a lame story for us to read.