I meant the former but used the latter in today’s G-File. My apologies:
Weiner didn’t merely pull a boner, as it were. He didn’t merely leave pictures digitally lying around — pictures he took! – of his mini-me. He has admitted that there are a sufficient number of such pictures “out there in the world” that he couldn’t possibly be sure this isn’t one of them. Even better, he took several days to say all of this, and in a manner that only invited media scrutiny the way shouting “I think my forelock is broken” in gazelle attracts hyenas.