Somewhere, Mittens Is Laughing

Romney's dog just learned he gets to be strapped to the top of Air Force One.

Well, I don't know if Charlie Pierce is right that this constitutes massive, Nixonian ratfking, but Romney pretty much just won the nomination today.  And I can't help note that today is the final day to register to run in several key primaries.

First, we had allegations that Herman Cain is a lecherous creep.  But he ended his day with this.  Up until now, the Hermanator has weathered all manner of controversies and slip-ups that would have sunk a lesser man.  But no one can survive that.  I mean even GOP voters aren't that crazy.

I had high hopes for Rick Perry, but my guess is he may always be drunk.  That would certainly explain why he looked so tired during the debates.  He was sobering up from an all afternoon bender.  I heard there were skeletons in his closet, I just didn't think they belonged to Jim Beam and Johnnie Walker.

Having said all that, it's abundantly clear the GOP wants ANYONE but Romney.  And while Pierce assumes that the Romney people must be behind the ratfking, I can imagine someone else who might be responsible for this.

The calender turns over tomorrow.  Time for a new flavor of the month.  Fig Newton.