January 25th, 2012
Is Romney the Only One Taking This Thing Seriously? (Also: Fun with Conspiracy …
The real action in Iowa was always going to be among the wingiest of the wingnuts. Now, as we round the far turn and head for home or The Home, as it were it looks like the bumping and jostling among the various pious non-Romneys is going to be quite a show. N. Leroy Gingrich, Definer Of Civilizations Rules, is massaging expectations like a $25-a-trick lady in an downtown alley in Seoul. Yes, you can survive a fifth-place finish in Iowa in the sense that nobody is going to kill you over it, unless Callistas death-ray eyes catch you unawares. But, as a candidate, fifth-place in Iowa means you should start accepting those lecture offers again, and very soon. And speaking of eyes, it looks like Michele Bachmanns campaign is running through staffers again, and she says its because Ron Paul dug up some of the gold hes got buried in his backyard and has been spreading it around. Paul, meanwhile,would like Israel to know that he is very much in favor of its continued existence, all earlier reports to the contrary. What does this get him? Being called crazy by Rick Santorum, who looks like he might be peaking at just the right time to get himself elected Mullah Of The Corncrib. Jon Huntsman has abandoned Crazytown entirely, decamping to New Hampshire, which is merely part of the Greater Crazytown Metropolitan Area.
Which leaves us with Willard Romney, a largely non-corporeal presence in the campaign who may, at this point, by virtue of his heavy investments, own 50 percent of every local television station in Iowa. Romneys essential strength as a candidate is that he has spent the last few years putting together an actual campaign. I have to admit to being caught a little flatfooted by the fact that very few of the other contenders had decided to do so. Pauls effort always has been a cult of personality. Bachmann looked for a moment like she had some idea of how to do it, but her senior staff seems to spend an inordinate amount of time yelling Geronimo! and groping for a ripcord. Rick Perrys campaign fell apart because its candidate was Rick Perry, and now consists mainly of a pile of bank statements, and neither he nor Gingrich could even get it together enough to get on the ballot in Virginia. One thing I always thought you could give the Republicans: they were organizing fools. The trains always ran on time, even though some of them pretty plainly had jumped their tracks. Now, though, the loopy ideas are mirrored very closely by an equally loopy sense of how you run for office. Its like Herman Cain stayed in the race just long enough to give everyone a terrible case of incompetence. In this mess, Romneys the only one of them who seems to have thought the 2012 presidential campaign through longer than the next 20 minutes.
So, in order to bring some sense of discipline to the chaos, I thought we all might start ourselves a new conspiracy theory, taking as our model the birther whackaloons who have spent so much time and mental energy concocting reasons why Barack Obama was born in Kenya, Malaysia, or the Planet Moooslim. You may have heard that Willard is refusing to release his tax records, something every serious presidential candidate has done for decades now. I propose that we organize a group we might as well call The 1040ers, and start calling radio programs with suggestions as to whats really in those records that Willard refuses to release. What does he have to hide? What sordid little interludes under the stars in France? What crazy nights in Salt Lake City with the delegations from Sweden and Norway, performing the Nordic Combined? (If you know what I mean, and I think you do.) How many whiskey-drenched bacchanals in the Massachusetts State House with the Governors Council? (Its a purely vestigial home for the walking political dead, but great fun at parties, I hear.) Perhaps theres a little something-something in those returns about… individual mandates? Hmmmmm? What we do know is that those returns will prove conclusively that Willard was once governor of Massachusetts, something he has been unwilling to admit unequivocally over the six years hes been running for president. (The most hell say is that, once, he was Governor of All The Good Stuff in Massachusetts.) I think that might kill him in South Carolina.
As Our Lady Of The Dolphins, Peggy Noonan, once put it, is it irresponsible to speculate? Its irresponsible not to. So add your own lurid imaginings in the comments and Ill try and make sure they get passed along to the other folks in the clown car before I land in Des Moines next week. At the very least, they all could use a diversion. Running for president is harrrrrrrd.