Ha ha Mitt Romney. Way to go numbnuts. You had it going your way. The February  Caucus and Primary schedule was like Manna from Kolob. You were going to cruise so far ahead of Newt and the Pretenders that Super Tuesday in March would be just a little speed bump on the way to the nomination.

Then you had to go off script and say what you “really believe”: That you don’t give a shit about poor people. Oops. I thought Plastic Face Brinker and the fools at Susan G. Komen were the fockups of the week, but last night put the crown on your head, Mitt.

Ass whippings in all three bellweather states to the empty sweater vest that is Rick Santorum. Coming from behind (pun intended), Santorum is the latest in the “weakly” Musical Chairs game of “Anyone but Romney”. It appears that Romney’s gaffe of contempt for anyone who doesn’t have offshore bank accounts hit him right between the eyes.

I would like to think that Mitt is now toast, but the Super Pac’s will probably save him in the “end”. Ha ha.

Personal insight: I live in Salt Lake City. (Where  the only place a  Jew is a Gentile!). I think you are starting to see some anti-Mormon sentiment rearing its head. No one really talks about that dynamic much on the national scene but those of us caffeine imbibers living in the Occupied Theocracy of Utah are pretty sensitive to all this.

I’m no Obama fan. The more this Civil War bloodies the Republicans, the further Obama pivots to the right to pick up disaffected Republicans and rightward leaning Independents. But having suffered through perennial losers on the left like Dukakis and Kerry, Schadenfraude is a small consolation. So  I hope the madness continues now that the Super Bowl has come and gone. This Republican Nomination process is like watching a blood sport.