I don't know why I didn't see it the first debate, but that rapid fire, earnest, full of conviction patter which is Mitt Romney is right out of that great con artist story, The Music Man. The con man arrives at a small Iowa town, peopled by a naive core of rubes, and he proceeds to fool most of the people all the time with his fast talking predictions of financial disaster looming around the bend, talks the good, uncritical people out of their money and skips town.
Mitt Romney may not have invented the part, but he's got it down cold.
So now the deaths of four Americans in Libya, the riots in Egypt, the civil war in Syria are all Mr. Obama's fault. So is the poor economy, never mind Mr. Obama rescued that economy, as if we ought to blame the doctor because the man he resuscitated isn't running marathons yet.
We, as the Music Man said, "We got trouble. We got trouble right here in River City."
And as Pogo said, "The trouble is us."
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