Thus, the challenge some might toss
at a guy who seems compelled to self-righteously riff about the unwillingness
of others to make tough decisions, might involve stepping aside to give another
Republican a shot at the congressional seat and betting the farm that by
January you'll be vice-President.
As for Mitt, if Ryan belongs on
a skateboard then the overall behavior of "America's next President" during the
campaign implies that he probably belongs on an analyst's couch. After all, there's something mighty schizoid
about Romney's reflexive flip-flopping.
And his increasingly
bizarre post-Tampa behavior most recently, his leaked revelations
to a bunch of rich donors about his feelings toward 47 percent of
America, seems evidence of a politician experiencing a nervous breakdown. Now I'm no shrink of course but evidently there's
some deep inner psyche stuff going on in MITT-ROM's cerebral cortex that I'm
sure none of us would feel comfortable with.
Neither does Mitt -- I suppose.
Anyway, right now he's got a
presidency to win, which at this point, seems unlikely except
by way of either divine intervention or some incredible stroke of luck.
So it is, after having spent
millions over nearly eight years running for President, this is what it boils
down to for Mitt Romney -- faith, or luck.
I can almost hear Clint right
now:
"Do you feel lucky, punk?"
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