Oh my God, these people have lost their minds. Do you suppose if they were confident in Obama’s re-election prospects they would be stooping to such desperate levels? Anyone who objectively watched Paul Ryan last night saw a youthful, intelligent, patriotic American deliver a stirring, inspiring speech.
So what does this tool come up with? He’s the next Richard Nixon. I mean, c’mon. Nixon? Really?
I think it was when he went to tears, one dab at each eye, while talking about his mother, that it became extraordinarily clear to me that there’s a lot of old Dick Nixon in young Paul Ryan, the zombie-eyed granny-starver from Janesville, Wisconsin. It was always floating around the edges of my perception as I listened to his well-crafted, competently delivered, and virtually substance-free acceptance speech on Wednesday night. There was the crass connection to “the working men and women,” like himself. The way his voice drops and his eyes glow when he starts talking about the America in which he grew up, where he flipped burgers and washed floors and dreamed very big dreams. There is the obvious effort to… connect, a gift for a simulacrum of empathy that is just inches away from actual sincerity, but which sells on the screen like someone who truly cares about you, his fellow struggling Americans. But it wasn’t until he started tearing up that it all came together for me.
The difference, of course, is that Nixon was deeply, authentically marked by deep and authentic poverty and deprivation. He came by his ultimately self-destructive neuroses honestly. He earned every wound that he imagined the smart people of the world — the Jews, those damn Kennedys — had inflicted on him. He actually worked a job outside of government, and outside the Washington universe of government-dependent think tanks. He once actually had to earn a living. Paul Ryan hasn’t lacked for a job since he left college as the golden child of Wisconsin Republican politics, riding his family connections into a job with then-Senator Bob Kasten.
This guy really needs to seek help. He’s hallucinating. But it’s not like Pierce just arrived at this conclusion. Why, just a couple of weeks ago Ryan was a zombie-eyed granny starver.
You can’t reason with these people. You can only point and laugh.