Mitt reminds me of a reluctant homosexual cast in the part of a straight man asked to kiss the lovely heroine. He squints and squeals and says nothing useful. How on earth can American’s possible express faith in a man whose own firm cheated them out of their retirement savings and “investments”? I can’t get past that. I don’t know why a contractor would vote for a wealthy white man who would sooner flush his signed contract down the toilet than pay for the work done vote for this man. He more belongs in a CK ad or on “Mad Men” except he has more flaws than a cubic zirconium. I don’t get this man. I don’t know why Charles K. or Billy K. would mock the man when all the indecent, mean spiritedness is fully owned by them for the ready. Romney’s entire campaign is remarks that fit on Twitter of how stabilizing the tax system which once clarified and deciphered means lower taxes to none at all for the top 1/10 of 1%. This Abbot and Costello deal of money one for u and two hundred million for me is about all I need to know to realize he’s a charlatan and not a very good one. He’s a rich frat boy at best who doesn’t even want to run a country much less a country club. He’s Bush 3. He’s got Limbaugh and Coulter and O’Reilly and Hannity so worked up they can’t find their pants to pull up their hatred is spewing so grotesquely that a mad man’s dream is theirs. To keep forevermoore. None for me. Keep your bigotry. I don’t want it. Your business model is a joke. Your contemptuous. Despickable You. How can a dolt be likened to a leader? How can a redneck enjoy the fruit of his labor in a world bartered from him and still not his own vote for Romney? Because he isn’t black? Is that it? When did the evangelicals become so chummy with skin head neo-nazies? Decades ago. And they sneak this carcass on stage? The nerve. Never again. They don’t deserve my time.