Meditation on Romney – The Aaron Spelling Candidate

Thinking of old Mitt, it’s hard to like him. I can’t say I dislike him because he is a handsome man with a great deal of money, his business success, or the fact the he is a Mormon. Somehow combining all of those factors together to the person that is indeed Mitt Romney, I find rather loathsome. Why is it, I laugh at his representatives on cable news channel talking head shows, or laugh when he is in the debates? It was the same lovely way he was deconstructed last night on the Daily Show.

I remember for 2004 rolling my eyes at the term “Flip Flopper” relative to John Kerry. Certainly, in my twenty-nine years I have “flip-flopped” on more than one issue. Why is it then for me that Romney’s position changes or attacks are so laughable from an observation perspective?

I can only tie it all up in the same way I started to dislike him. Romney’s first campaign ad had his entire family oozing shear commercial script around a fire in a living room. The script was obnoxiously cheesy, and had his son affirming to his family, during their scripted conversation, I paraphrase, “Dad, I think that is exactly why you should run for President. It’s because no one cares about these issues like you do,” or thereof some likeness.

With Mitt, at the root of it, it isn’t one of those things; it’s all of them combined together in someone which seems to have no substance to his personality. To listen to him talk is about as personable to listen to the loud speaker taking a monorail between terminals at the airport. For me, Romney is the worst part of American Media’s prima fascia portrayal of perfection: good looks meeting lots of money; success in business to success in politics; beautiful girlfriend to bride-to mother of too many kids; all coming from a generous upbringing. It’s just a little too Aaron Spelling—gross.