Barack Obama gave him plenty of rope, and in their first debate, Mitt Romney made more “about faces” than a military drill team. He denied everything he’s been running on since he decided to join the radical right by lowering taxes for the rich, eliminating corporate taxes, de-regulating banking, eliminating the pre-existing clause for medical insurance, and you name it. Teapublicans must be having fits.
NY Times columnist, David Brooks, hired as a conservative voice but unable to swallow Romney’s radical manifestos, tried to claim that the “real” Mitt Romney had emerged. How can he tell? What Romney revealed, not for the first time, is that his grip on “truth” is as squirmy as that of a shyster lawyer (he has a law degree from Harvard) reading “the fine print.”
He says again and again that 4 million jobs were lost “under Obama’s watch,” not mentioning that Obama’s watch began with the Bush crash. It’s as if the owner of the cruise ship, Costa Concordia, the one that was run aground off the coast of Italy and whose captain deserted, blamed the coast guard who came to the rescue for the deaths and injuries.
As a venture capitalist, Romney is a “problem solver,” a numbers guy who studies spread sheets and can trace subtle pathways to profit-generating goals. In a life built on amassing money, “truth” is whatever it takes to do the job. Business has gone global, and so have businessmen. Many Americans would hesitate to invest in Chinese manufacturers, hide money abroad, bet against the American dollar, but to Romney it’s just business and he’ll do or say whatever it takes to succeed. Staples, for example, his shining success, advertises “bargains” which you can’t actually buy. That others call this “lying” must truly puzzle him.
The queasy feeling Romney generates is that of a numbers geek trying to lift personality from a spread sheet. He heeds his coaches and handlers, produces relentless smiles, the pained simper seen in the debate (photo above), makes glassy attempts at eye contact, even tries a few disastrous stabs at humor. It’s gotten him from pathetic to creepy.
When you vote, try to imagine that guy in the Oval Office, dealing with the 99%, including the 47% of moochers and victims he despises. Try to imagine that dollar-glazed spread-sheet personality representing the U.S.A. to the world.
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