Watching the 2012 Republican field try to find somebody, anybody, to pose a credible threat to Barack Obama has moved past funny to somewhat sad. That Mitt Romney looks like the likeliest nominee shows that it’s time to put some serious money down in Vegas. A former governor who makes Al Gore look charismatic, who belongs to a religion evangelicals consider a cult, whose biggest legislative accomplishment is the health care system Obamacare is based upon… that’s your frontrunner. But when your other options include Newt Gingrich, Michelle Bachman and Tim Pawlenty, you take what you can get.
Romney still holds his frontrunner status today thanks to the latest Republican to bow out of the race… Mitch Daniels.
Mitch Daniels was the Great White Hope (is there another hope for the Republicans?) to save the G.O.P. from the drubbing it has coming. Sure, he was the Director of the Office of Management and Budget during the seeds of our financial apocolypse (’01 to ’03), but he seems nice enough… he’s from fucking Indiana for fuck’s sake. Who cares if Obama towers over him like his little brother?
However, Daniels begged out this weekend in an e-mail to his supporters:
The counsel and encouragement I received from important citizens like you caused me to think very deeply about becoming a national candidate. In the end, I was able to resolve every competing consideration but one, but that, the interests and wishes of my family, is the most important consideration of all. If I have disappointed you, I will always be sorry.
Ouch. Now I know that a Presidential run effects the entire family, and prudence holds that they should be consulted. And, from time to time, their concerns understandably scuttle a bid. But that’s the kind of shit that should stay in the living room, Mr. Daniels. Why call out your family publicly for crushing your dreams?
Maybe he’s a little bitter. From Politico:
Daniels’s wife, Cheri, was widely known to be concerned about the impact a campaign would have on their lives, which have followed an unusual path. Cheri Daniels left her husband and their four young daughters in 1993, married a former sweetheart in California, then returned and remarried Daniels – a set of circumstances that the pair would be unable to avoid talking about in the crucible of a campaign.
Y tu, Mrs. Daniels. I know that it’s impossible to judge a marriage’s circumstances from the outside, but I believe one of the hard and fast rules is if you leave your husband with four daughters and marry another dude, only to have him forgive you and take you back, you don’t get to put your foot down about shit, especially running for fucking President. She must have that magna cum laude pussy, as Gus from Basic Instinct would say.
It’s too bad these madcap kids couldn’t come together… they would have made the race more fun. Thank god Rudy’s back.