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He wakes up. He turns on his phone. He is greeted by a large number of increasingly drunken and obscenity laced voice mails. He wished that he hadn’t turned on his phone. He calls the culprit. They end the relationship that has already ended. He is confused. Then he gets in the shower and gets on the bus and gets into work and the baby is still alive and all across Britain lightning strikes and thunder broils the very air. Odd shaped celebrants stagger down the street screaming it’s a boy it’s a boy. It’s all very medieval. Then finally we see the boy. It is lifted aloft and the circle of life is complete but the best news of the day involves Carlos Danger, the secret sexting name of Anthony Weiner who last year ended his life as a congressman by sexting. He kept at it even as he is now running for mayor of New York with his beautiful wife standing beside him. Dear god this man is amazing. A clever, beautiful wife and yet still he sexts a man after my own heart unashamed, perverse, unrepentant. He will make a great Mayor of New York when he wins later on in the year. He calls the culprit and despite misgivings all is forgiven and they agree to continue on as if nothing  has  happened but he knows that something has happened but loneliness and love are unhappy bedfellows and they let things get out of control so he lets it get out of control and hopes that he will be able to control whatever is going on. This has not worked for him in the past and it will probably not work for him in the future but love, contrary to the movie Love Story, means always having to say your sorry so he is willing to embrace the maelstrom and accept the consequences of that. He promises to delete the voicemails which he does and then he falls asleep.

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