As we approach debate season beginning next week, Mitt Romney presents the image of an ever more desperate salesman trying to close the deal. What he believes is surely less important to him than closing that deal and taking the Oval Office as the last of a long series of prizes for the rich.
To him, at least.
The now-infamous “47% speech” is all anyone needs to know about who Romney supports, and folks, it ain’t you or me. The mask was off that night; we all saw and heard him for who he truly is. People, remember that when you vote—also remember that as President, Romney would bring in many of the same people responsible for the financial catastro-fuck in the first place. To deny that would be to admit political blindness.
Horrible thought, eh?
So the first debate happens this coming week. I don’t care how good a debater Romney finally turns out to be; Obama will slice and dice him like one of those Warner Bros. cartoon characters sliced by a tiger who then fall to the ground in even pieces.
I predict this is what we’ll see Wednesday night, Obama dissecting his opponent point by point, frustrating Romney into making one of those statements that will become his political demise. Mitt’s wife Ann has been quoted as saying she’s concerned about his mental health in the face of all this scrutiny; if the campaign by itself’s enough to damage him emotionally, what would four years in the Oval do to him? Could we then look forward to a 21st-century version of The President’s Analyst? Cheery thought.
Personally, I look well forward to the debates. The matchups are fascinating, with the undercard of Ryan vs. Joe Biden. Ha. Good luck with that one, Ryan; say what you like, Biden will beat you through the stage to the cellar. Stock up on salve for your ego. People laugh at Biden, but never forget that he’s fully capable of pulling out a rhetorical switchblade on you, from which there’d be no coming back.
I almost feel bad for Mitt Romney. Think about it: he’s been running for the Presidency for so damn long it’s almost pitiful, he’s put himself through more policy contortions than the Rubber Girl (a performer in the Venice Freakshow), he knows damn well he’s no true conservative but he’ll sell himself like a hooker on Hollywood Boulevard, solely to get the nod.
You have to wonder what can possibly motivate anyone to go through all this? With Romney, the answer’s obvious as it was with Dubya: To exceed Daddy, to vindicate Daddy. In other words, do we really need somebody else with Daddy issues in the White House?
Oh, sure, Romney might surprise us in the debates, but we all know his foundation’s actually a swamp into which he can only continue to sink, weighed down by the zombie Right, the conservatives who are still fighting for their cause never mind the fact that they’ve all been discredited by events. Facts. History, not opinion. Trickle-down economics does not work. Focusing on the rich does not work. Focusing on the 99%, however, honestly does work because in that circumstance, the nation creates new work.
I think Romney’s a dead candidate walking. Ann, when this is over, just make sure your husband never tries anything like this again. It’s bad for him. Just a suggestion.