Oh boy. I don't know how to say this, but I feel I almost owe Mitt Romney an apology.
For while it's true that he's a shameless huckster who lied so much he almost fooled enough Americans into making him President.
Which scared the bejeezus out of me eh?
And although it's also true that he's a crass zombie who wanted to screw the poor, torch the planet, bomb Iran, and return women and gays to the 1950s. And even threatened to push the U.S. and the rest of the world off a fiscal cliff if he lost.
I have to give the guy SOME credit.
Because he did make Cons all over North America wail like banshees today, or grind their teeth like a swarm of horny cicadas. Bzzzzzz... Bzzzzz.
By fooling them into thinking he was going to win, so they were soooooooo disappointed. #!@#!! Or very sad. Or just plain delusional.
He did make Karl Rove look like an idiot, or worse.
“Karl Rove looks like a gross egg that has a head cold.”
This is priceless. Unless you were one of the suckers who gave Rove all that dough.
And Mitt's victory party may have been a bust.
Down on the floor, eyes started to water and redden. The boisterousness that had fueled the party a few hours earlier fell to a whisper. It got harder to find a supporter not holding a beer or a glass of red wine, and then impossible, when campaign aides started to keep reporters off the floor.
More states fell. Iowa. Colorado. Then Ohio. Save for the dour voice of Brit Hume, broadcast over the worst party you have ever been to, it became eerily silent in Boston.
But I enjoyed it enormously.
And I thought his concession
Gosh. It's hard to believe that I once thought he was SCARY.
And although I do want everyone to know that I never lost hope.
I also have to say this:
Hope is great eh?
But I do so love the sound of Con cicadas in the evening.
So victory is even BETTER...
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