Remember when the Beatles arrived in early 1964 and everybody went nuts? The girls were screaming and fainting all over the place and about a million guys were inspired to start bands?
Well, it's not like that.
Remember those old newsreels of Lindbergh landing in Paris? It's night time and all you can see is an ocean of happy, cheering people surrounding his plane?
Well, it's not like that either.
How about when the astronauts had ticker tape parades down the canyon of heroes in NYC?
Nope.
Mitt Mania is slightly more subdued. There's a palpable feeling of sadness and resignation in the air. Like going to a funeral. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, Mitt is the nominee.
If the Republican Party hadn't spent the last 32 years systematically destroying our nation, and the last 3 attempting to destroy one man--whatever the cost--I might feel a certain amount of pity for them.
But they have, so I don't. No, he's your boy Republicans! Enjoy the ride...
You deserve him.
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