Mitt Romney - My Fake Diary

Friday, 31 August 2012

When I find out who let that old man Clint Easton speak last night I will take great, great pleasure in firing him.

Ann even said that he broke wind as he was at the podium. Now I know he's old but my god. A little decorum please.

The 'talking to an empty chair' routine made him look like one of the lunatics I used to see when going down to New York. Standing around in front of a bench at a bus stop and having a conversation with an imaginary friend. Really quite sad and those people should all be incarcerated.

I feel the speech went quite well but I'm tickled that the whole thing is over. 66 more days of putting up with the plebeian attitudes of the news media and having to pretend I'm just 'one of the guys.' 66 more days of silly text messages from Paul Ryan using 'u' instead of 'you' and 'ur' instead of 'your'. 66 more days of having to be polite and 66 more days of hearing about the poles and policy and piety.