By Rip Rense
Mitt the Mormon mannequinned his way into a New Hampshire diner, looking like a Dewar’s ad come to life, and began to hold forth at one of those sanitized Candidate Meets The People pop-in photo-ops. Events that became a cliché sometime around the discovery of language.
Ah, but Mitt was so elegant, so poised, so altar boy-polite, with his patter about “sorry to interrupt” and something about not expecting to have a politician ruin your lunch, etc.
(Har. Har.)
You know, it was one of those scenes where all the people stared, starry-eyed, at the Famous Politician with the (choose one) glinting teeth/hair plugs/thousand-dollar suit, or more recently, the hint of cleavage. And Katie Couric looks oh-so-grave as she brings you five seconds of it on the evening news.