Seeking connections where there arguably are none

I am trying with little success to figure out what moral or advice Rep. Anthony Weiner (he of such profoundly bad taste in the matter of How to Pursue a Relationship with a person of the Opposite Sex while married to another person of the Opposite Sex) might glean from the story of St Wulphy (or Vulflagius), a happily married man with three daughters who lived in the dark ages before designer underwear and the social media.
Wulphy (d. 643) was such a good man that when the priest in Abbeville died, the local inhabitants asked Wulphy to take over as pastor. He agreed to do this and even agreed to cease marital relations, as they are so quaintly called. But his happy marriage soon trumped his pastoral inklings, and he resumed the above-mentioned marital relations. But then he felt guilty, so stopped again and went on a Pilgrimage to the Holy Land.
St Wulphy’s relics remain enshrined in picturesque Montreuil-sur-Mer, so perhaps the caddish Weiner might visit them when he pays his respects to the plague victims of 1596 and visits the museum featuring Madame Mary Wooster’s personal collection of Limoges bidets.

H.G.Wells update:
Tales of Wonder is quite good. The Invisible Man is a bit too hysterical for me. I am also enjoying the completely biased biography of H.G. by Anthony West, his son by Rebecca West. I have an Excel file to keep track of all his affairs, amours and trysts. I have no idea when he found time to write.