I watched the debate late last night on the West Coast and decided to sleep on it before posting. I’m posting this before reading any media commentary, which I will greedily do as soon as I’m done.
I expected my title to be “Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing,” and to call President Obama for not pointing this out, for comparing Mitt to harmless Emily Litella (Never mind on adding $5 trillion in tax cuts to the deficit). I couldn’t believe that the President dutifully spoke to the issues of Medicare, taxes, deficits, etc., but didn’t address the big picture, the big story, which was not any specific issue, but Mitt himself.
But after sleeping through a nightmare, I awoke feeling a little more charitable toward the Prez and a lot more terrified about Mitt.
What we saw last night was truly a charming psychopath, a Ted Bundy. I think the President failed because he was shocked by this, and I can’t blame him. He couldn’t exactly say to Jim Lehrer, the hall audience and the nation, “Um, excuse me, but is it just me or am I up here facing Ted Bundy? Who the hell is this guy?”
Last night, Mitt was the clever, charming psychopath luring women he meets in a bar. He was Moderate Massachusetts Mitt, likable Mitt. He had nothing whatsoever to do with his party, with Cain, Bachmann, Santorum, Gingrich. He had nothing whatsoever to do with the Mitt who won the nomination. The guy we saw on the 47% tape, the private, real, resentful Mitt, was the guy who dismembers those women when he gets them back to his apartment.
We think of Mitt as not having a core, but last night he was a man without a conscience. Rather than an insatiable lust for murder, Mitt has an insatiable lust for power.
To the extent Mitt was likable last night, we should be all the more afraid of him. Anybody who gets taken in by that act deserves to end up a dismembered body in his freezer.
I’m going to go read what everybody else is saying, but I’m not going to change my mind about this.