I kept waiting for Super Tuesday to live up to its hype. But it never quite did. Super Tuesday? From a not-so super Wednesday perspective, Tuesday was simply the same dreadful Republican candidates going after a larger number of states and electoral votes. But not really enough to make a difference by driving out pretenders, never mind coronating a presumptive winner.
Was it really that thrilling to see Romney nose out Santorum in Ohio? The fact that Romney wasn’t able to cream Santorum in that state only highlighted Romney’s weak candidacy. Ohio is a state of bread and butter Republicans, the kind like my wife’s Uncle Joe. They are the traditional soul of the party. Hard-working, upper-middle-class to affluent, God-fearing conservatives. White shoe, white belt, country club types who are pro-business. That was Uncle Joe. He died several years ago. A new generation is more small business than big business; blue collar, not white. More radically religious than even a nice protestant. (Interesting that exit polls show Romney winning Catholics, but not evangelicals).
It all means problems for Romney leading up to the convention, no matter how many delegates he has. The majority has a problem liking him. He’s too middle-of-the-road. Not bad enough to outright ignore. Not good enough to wildly support.
In the end, Romney may simply be the candidate with the winning look, stuck in neutral.
He needs a push. Super Tuesday wasn’t it. Maybe he should change his name and get a new political brand.
Is Lincoln taken?
Or instead of trying to please all the people, all ot the time, Romney should let people know what he really stands for.
Right now, I don’t know what he stands for. Look at that tepid response to the Rush Limbaugh situation. He’s for not pissing off Rush, that’s for sure.
Romney has a passion deficit. And it works both ways, back and forth from candidate to electorate. There’s no love connection, folks here.