In all my years in politics, I’ve never seen a party in such disarray.
Republicans are in full panic mode. For months, their goal has been ABM: “Anybody But Mitt.” But, so far, they haven’t found anybody to knock Mitt off his throne.
God knows they’ve tried. At first, it was Donald Trump. He shot to the top of the polls, but then imploded after making a total ass of himself over the president’s birth certificate.
Then it was Michele Bachmann. She lasted about fifteen minutes, before people realized she was certifiably insane.
Next they turned to Rick Perry, believing he was the Moses that could lead them to the Promised Land. But he fell apart, too – proving to be totally inept, ill-informed, in-articulate, and just plain dumb.
So now they’re panting like a dog in heat after Chris Christie, who’s already said NO a thousand times, hoping to persuade him to change his mind and jump into the race to save the day.
When are they just going to accept reality? There is no Messiah. There ain’t gonna be no Prince Charming. They’re stuck with Mitt Romney.
If I was a Republican, I’d be depressed, too.
That’s my parting shot for today.