I’ve missed a lot of opportunity for political commentary while focusing on the SOPA/PIPA activites, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t noticed.
For example, a few days ago Jon Huntsman dropped out of the GOP race for the presidential nomination and threw his support to Mitt Romney. Damn shame, I say, but it was pretty obvious he just wasn’t going anywhere. And I suppose he had to endorse someone. It’s pathetic, though, when politicians viciously attack an opponent one day and two days later endorse them as the “only candidate qualified to beat Obama,” or words to that effect. No wonder we can’t believe a word they say.
Then this morning (now yesterday) Rick Perry dropped out and endorsed Newt Gingrich. Perry’s departure was long overdue. He’d been driving me crazy for a long time, but moreso after I realized one day that he reminded me of Alfalfa, of the old Little Rascals. Standing on stage, all stiff and uncomfortable like a little boy afraid he’d forget his lines, his stiff white collar buttoned up high and tight under his ears, his mannerisms often awkward and apologetic. Top it off with an “aw, shucks” way of speaking, and I just couldn’t get Alfalfa out of my mind. (Okay, okay, first you have to be old enough to remember the Little Rascals, and then you have to be old enough for those memories to mellow and fade a bit. It loses something if you start comparing photos.)
Iowa announced that Rick Santorum was the actual winner of their caucus, by 34 votes. Sorta took the wind out of Mitt Romney’s sails; he’d been declared the winner by 8 votes. If you saw any video of the voting, and all those handwritten paper “ballots” flying around being counted by hand, you weren’t surprised. The really sad part is remembering that for all the hoopla about Iowa’s vote, only about 6% of their voters participate.
Not to be outdone with the headline grabbing, Gingrich’s second ex-wife came forward within hours with a press interview in which she revealed he asked her for an open marriage in 1999, before he asked her for a divorce, which came sometime after he found out she had multiple sclerosis, and about 6 years after he’d begun an affair with his now current wife. Coming 12 years after the fact and just 2 days before the South Carolina GOP primary, her motives are, shall we say … suspect. On a scale of 1 to 10, the sleaze factor in that family is about 20.
Oh yes, we also heard today about much of Mitt Romney’s money being stashed in offshore accounts. The Cayman Islands, to be specific. But it’s all perfectly legal, of course. Everybody does it! Well, all the rich folk, anyway.
I saw the beginning of tonight’s GOP debate. It started off with Gingrich displaying all the righteous indignation he could muster and angrily criticizing John King and the media for being “despicable” enough to bring up his ex-wife’s revelations. Who better to recognize despicable behavior …
And this is how Americans elect their presidents. Hoo, boy!