It's Curtains for Mittens.

I had nothing to do with the clandestine video that captured Mitt Romney in all his obnoxious glory that has made headlines this week. I had absolutely no advance knowledge about said video when I declared that President Obama would win a cakewalk against li'l Mittens. And until this video surfaced, I didn't realize the full scope of Mitt Romney vast, laughable ignorance.

These aren't one percenter's they are working stiffs! Well, certainly stiff.

Back in 2008, Mitt Romney came across as mildly intelligent. Perhaps this illusion was made possible by the utter incompetence of George W. Bush. At least this Romney character had the ability to construct sentences without coming across as someone who struggled as if English was his second language. As George Bush would say, I "misunderestimated" this guy. I completely "misunderestimiated" how dumb he is.

Sure, there's the obvious math problem in saying that those who don't pay taxes are lock for Obama. Former Slate man Tim Noah has very clearly deconstructed that argument. Yes, there is the disturbing realization that a the candidate of the party of Lincoln is openly indifferent to nearly half the country--a disturbing contrast when one considers that our nation's first Republican President, Abraham Lincoln, found it in his heart to visit wounded Confederate soldiers in Virginia a week before his assassination. Now Mittens criticizes wounded veterans from Iraq and Afghanistan as freeloading, irresponsible moochers who are "dependent on government." What a creep. In case you didn't notice, the party of Lincoln is now the party of Lincoln, Rolls Royce and Bentley.

The video itself makes for incredible juxtaposition with the Mittsters words. While butlers are serving $2000 bottles of champagne and clearing the table, Mittens and company are talking about how they are the "middle class," who are getting screwed by high taxes. I just seems unbelievable that someone who makes more money in an hour than most people do in a decade could claim to be a person of modest means. And in their infinite wisdom, they have concocted what they deem a fair solution.

Raise taxes on the poor and middle class. Raise taxes on the rich. Cut government programs that serve the general public and keep millions out of poverty. Use that money to make the rich even richer. That's his tax plan. Good luck trying to win over voters with that policy.

Maybe Mitt Romney can get a laundry ship named after him, too.

It would seem nothing short of madness for someone born into more wealth than most could ever attain sulk and complain that he needs more money--and he needs you to give it to him.

I was hoping I could use what little time I have to updating this blog into building the future that I believe in, that I have always believed in ever since I was in third grade, when I found a book in the school library about John F. Kennedy. This is the country that put a man on the more for no other reason than to prove we could do it. Now, we have an entire political party who claims that we can't afford Social Security, because if Alex Rodriguez were to pay the same percentage of his income in payroll taxes as a Yankee Stadium parking garage attendant, than Flake-Rod would lose his motivation to be employed, and there will be no joy in Mudville.

Folks, better times are coming. I am sure of it. Sure because as putrid as it was to watch the Catcher's Mitt sulk about how the Kenyan Socialist has destroyed America, I can sleep soundly at night knowing that the Mittster will soon fade from public memory faster than the New Kids on The Block.

Hasta La Vista, Romney. Na na na, hey hey, goodbye and goodnight. Sleep tight, and don't let the Vulture Capitalists bite.