I’m enjoying the spectacle.
The clown car race to win Wingnutopia’s blessing as the 2012 Republican Party’s Presidential Nominee has been fascinating, horrifying and–quite often–pretty damn funny. And we can look forward to months of mental gymnastics from beltway gasbags and “rational” conservatives as they disparately try to find some way to defend the winning grotesquerie as a credible candidate for President. Good luck with that come November.
The only Good News for Conservatives is that the Citizens United case makes it possible for corporations and crazy rich people to burn piles and piles of money in the hope that all that smoke will bamboozle enough gullible rubes into voting for the last GOPer sock puppet standing come Election Day. It is amazing to watch their burn rate during their primary season–and how little they have to show for it.
I just got off the phone with one of my brothers in Michigan. Mitt and Rick have been wasting cash to call his Democratic household non-stop. When I was in Detroit a week ago, my parents had multiple robo-calls everyday from Mittens. Now my folks have been solid Democrats for 60 plus years. Any crude list of voters in Michigan would flag them as a waste of time for wingnut outreach–and yet a lot of time and money is being wasted by Mittens and the gang to flood their mailbox and phone lines with spam. These are common stories of wasteful Republican spending, but not unusual. All over the Nation each candidate is not just spending tons of cash, they are effectively just throwing it away in an endless shit fight to prove to the base that only they love the crazy talk while all the others are just a bunch of RINO beltway hippies.
Watching these fools burn through their cash and waste the handouts from their patrons fills me with joy. I look forward to tonight’s results and the coming waves upon waves of conservative despair.
Cheers
ps: I predict that Santorum surges just enough to soil Romney’s hopes of a clean win in Michigan and in another week or so Newt will rise again on the neo-Confederate votes of Southern wingnuts. And then it’s Burn Baby Burn wingnut style all the way to Tampa. Good times. Good times.