Today is Election Day, and I predict that sometime before midnight EST, Willard Romney will have to make his concession speech. After an acrimonious campaign where Romney has insulted our President and his policies, and failed to tell us just what exactly his own are, he will have to stand before a podium and concede his defeat to President Obama and the American people.
And, this may say something about my own nature, but as Willard talks I want him to have a full & total meltdown as it sinks into what passes for his soul that the American people have seen through his lies and deception and rejected him for the highest office in the land.
I want to see Romney begin sobbing, tears running down his cheeks, as the enormity of his loss sinks in. I want him wracked with sobs as the pain of his loss overwhelms him.
He can simply melt down onto the floor weeping as his dutiful wife Ann looks on--embarassed that her stalwart husband is humiliating himself in such a manner before the common folk.
Or he can throw a hissy fit like Scrooge McDuck, rolling on the floor, kicking and screaming till the Sercret Service, blushing at his toddler-like display, lift him up and carry him off into the wings.
I think that's the least that the American people deserve after listening to this spoiled rich kid foist his lies and his bullshit on the American people in his vain attempt to check off the one item on his bucket list that's evaded him: the Presidency.
It evaded his father, and Willard thought he was the man who could best his father in this respect.
But it was not to be. President Obama has responded to all of his attacks with the calm demeanour that is his hallmark, brushing aside his lies as he travels the country reminding his supporters why they supported him so wildly in 2008.
The country is moving forward, both financially and as a more just and equal society. We are moving beyond the grasp of wealthy entitled white men who think only of their own fortunes and not what is best for this country.
We can do better and President Obama has shown us the way forward. On November 7th, Willard can take refuge in one of his many mansions and lick his own self-inflicted wounds. We won't mourn his departure from the national scene.