A study in GOP party mismanagement and political malpractice.
Michael Steele hits it out of the park with this observation about Mitt Romney on Hardball.
He continues with the comparison between Mitt and Newt:
"I don't want to have to pin my future on someone else's failure or success"
But there it is, Mitt the apostate, versus Newt the despised.
Grimly clutching the football, morbidly aware of his lack of ability to actually take advantage of openings in the defense, Mitt plods along his long, slow sine wave of popularity at the same time trying not to make eye contact with the opposition.
Newt, the place kicker, who wasn't quite good enough to get the soccer scholarship, so he wound up on the varsity football squad's special team, staring down the inevitable, remembering the last practice scrimmage where he got steamrollered trying to tackle the return and getting his ACL ruptured.
They are vying to be two of the 4 horsemen - one will be famine, the other death. The GOP will have one of the two as their standard bearer. The final hidden tricks will be laid bare by their candidates desperation for all the country to see, their cheerleaders and puppetmasters exposed as the curtain gets pulled back.
We're witnessing the death throes of organized plurality as these two candidates, handcuffed to each other as they try to escape in opposite directions the hand grenade of political realization that has landed between them.
The best part of this is, is that they haven't even proposed a running mate yet.
Good fucking riddance. W set the precedent for jumping the line, and the establishment is finally going to reap the harvest of raw desperation and avarice.