Five of them are in Iowa tonight. They make up about half of the crowd of Republicans who think they know how to regulate you and will say anything, promise anything, for your agreement.
Reporters are estimating the attendance in a Waukee church at some 800, not counting hundreds of big-city journalists functioning this evening as ethnologists examining the rustic tribes of Bucolia.
Tonight's five are paying obeisance to the sponsoring "Iowa Faith and Freedom (sic) Council," one of the several political/evangelical operations which rule the Iowa poitical roost.
They are:
--Herman Cain, The Godfather. Widely suspected as the perpetrator of the first pineapple pizza.
--Newt Gingrich who, in the absence of Sarah Palin, is functioning as Rock Star pro tem.
--Tim Pawlenty, successor to Jesse Ventura, believer in small government except for free stadiums for professional sports moguls and tax-financed light rail systems.
--Buddy Roemer, a plantation-raised former Democrat and Louisiana governor. He decides things after snapping the rubber band on his wrist. cf. Marie LaVeau
--Rick Santorum of Pennsylvania who, however sanctified, is just plain weird, a living lesson in the harm done by sniffing the Pittsburgh coal dust.
It's going to be a long eleven months
TBC.
2 comments:
My ennui is approaching critical mass.
God, what an "island of misfit toys" vibe I'm picking up from the GOP hopefuls...
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