I have little to say about the irrelevant circus entertainment we were all given by the GOP last night in Iowa, other than this: the Republican voters of that state came down to making a choice between a wealthy, privileged chameleon, and a aggressively activist religious imperialist. They left the libertarian, the hatemonger, and the raft of crazy to fade away for the evening.
But even between the choice of two penny dreadfuls, they could not choose. With a margin of eight votes, I don't think Romney is feeling as big as he likes. And Santorum may be feeling grand, but like the other rapid surges we've seen I expect his will go down in the flames of harsh negative ads, the bright light of the press, and the realization of the non-christianist evangelical crowd that he is a really ugly proposition.
I hope it will be different when it comes to the election, but for now, this horse-race among the GOP hopefuls is painful -- it's a bit like watching your crazy old aunt run her panties up the flagpole.
But even between the choice of two penny dreadfuls, they could not choose. With a margin of eight votes, I don't think Romney is feeling as big as he likes. And Santorum may be feeling grand, but like the other rapid surges we've seen I expect his will go down in the flames of harsh negative ads, the bright light of the press, and the realization of the non-christianist evangelical crowd that he is a really ugly proposition.
I hope it will be different when it comes to the election, but for now, this horse-race among the GOP hopefuls is painful -- it's a bit like watching your crazy old aunt run her panties up the flagpole.
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