He's a jukebox.
That's the image that sticks in my head when I think of Mitt Romney, and I think it is an effective one for defining him in advance of the general election.
Go to him with a dollar, and he'll sing whatever tune (he thinks) you want to hear.
Follow me below the orange squiggle...
Imagine, for a moment, a television ad. An old fashioned jukebox topped with Mitt Romney's perfectly coiffed helmet of hair stands in the middle of a diner.
People begin to line up, each putting a dollar in, and as they do, the front of the glass covering the records lights up with a video of Mitt saying something. The next person puts their dollar in, and gets to see a video of Mitt saying the exact opposite.
We see a close shot of a keypad that has buttons marked "For marriage rights" and "Against marriage rights." "For an individual mandate" "Against an individual mandate" etc. We see fingers punching the buttons and hearing the associated clips.
The fingers speed up. The clips start to overlap. Citation after citation runs across the bottom of the screen.
The cacophony becomes overwhelming, concurrent clips of Mitt Romney taking multiple sides of every issue. We see the screen on the jukebox jumbled with videos of Mitt speaking. Suddenly, the screen cracks down the middle, and the jukebox falls apart.
For the final scene, we see a broken record lying on the white and black tiled floor.
A voice-over says "Mitt Romney: A Record of Broken Promises. What does he REALLY believe?"
Fade to black, I'm Toby, I rock so hard, and I approve this message.