Saturday, February 4, 2012
Sing It Again, Mitt
Sarah wasn’t even the top of the ticket in 2008, and yet we are affected everyday of our lives by attitudes projected by a self-promoting hockey mom invited to stand next to the self-promoting “war hero” in the last national election.
Whomever stands on the stage at the RNC this coming summer, while the crowd roars and red, white, and balloons fall from the ceiling, that person wants to move in with you and live with you for at least four years. That person – maybe Mitt, maybe Newt, maybe some yet unrevealed GOP savior - that person will be doing the courting dance. (Please accept my use of masculine terms for the sake of making my point.) Whoever he is, he will lie to you about himself, his intentions, his abilities, and will tell you what you want to hear about yourself. He wants you to fall in love. That's why McCain liked Sarah. She was so easy to love. At least for the first 48 hours, which is all the time he had before he proposed.
This candidate courting the public might not be a lover, he may be a predator. Someone who will say anything to you to get what he wants from you. Right now, before the election, you are clever, you are wonderful, you are the best of the best, the hope of future generations. You. Are. Beautiful.
I hear a song coming on......
If you skipped the video, go back. It's not the version you saw on the news!
Guess I'm not the only one seeing absurdity here. Yet, there are probably plenty of gullible want-to-believe-in-Mitt-ers who think he sings “America the Beautiful” at home. Oh sure he does. And those younger Romneys sing it around the campfire between sips from their wine coolers just before they call it a night and climb into their tents. These Romneys are just Palins with bigger bucks. Maybe the only real difference is that Romneys actually make charitable contributions.
Well, anyway, you and I both know that Mitt Romney leads the flag-flying far-right Palin teabag crowd in “America the Beautiful” because it gets them drunk with sentimentality and good feelings. He is like the guy buying drinks for his date, hoping to get her inebriated. It's the same idea as what Bristol tried to pin on Levi. But instead of wine coolers, he uses patriotic songs.
"What would you like, my dear?"
"God Bless America would be nice."
To me, Mitt Romney is the same as that guy in the bar. He wants to do the same thing to the 99% as the guy in the bar buying the drinks for the already intoxicated woman. Same four-letter word applies.
The public already got f***ed by McCain. But we didn't let him move in. We chose to live with a different guy and I will say to anyone, I'm proud of that choice. And thank God we don't have Palins in Washington, DC. Talk about a walk of shame! How could we ever live that one down?