Like a desperate quarterback heaving an ill-advised pass into double coverage, Mitt Romney and his brain trust (cough) have predictably lapsed into "throw-a-bucket-of-shit-at-the-wall-and-see-what-sticks" mode.
And it's not even the middle of September.
After today's (ongoing and getting worse) fiasco, we can expect the desperation level in the Romney camp to rise steadily, causing Mitt and his genius strategists to make even more frequent, and increasingly larger, mistakes.
The incoherent blather that spilled from Romney's gaping, smirking maw today is just the beginning of all that will go wrong with his campaign. Watching the wheels come off at high speed will finally allow Mitt to bond with the constituency he has been awkwardly courting for the last five years: NASCAR fans.
Desperation makes people do stupid things. The choices Romney and his team make from now until November will be astoundingly bad. As hard as it is to believe today, his campaign can go downhill at even faster clip than it already is.
I predict that, in the end, the Romney campaign's desperation will make McCain's `08 flailing look respectable and even wise by comparison.
If I could create an animated cartoon, I'd make one of Mitt driving a vehicle at high speed while pieces of the vehicle go flying off in every direction. I picture the great scene in "The Bank Dick" where W.C. Fields (as Egbert Sousè) is forced to drive the getaway car for the bank robber. The robber, frustrated with Fields' erratic driving, says, "Give me the wheel!" Fields pulls the steering wheel from the column, handing it to the robber behind him: "I don't think it will do you much good in the back seat!"
That's the Romney campaign from here on out. Enjoy it! It promises to be a wreck of epic proportions.