Here’s my take on the debate last night.
Perry looked like he was struggling to remember his
lines but couldn’t quite do it.
Romney looked like he could remember his lines since
he’s been practicing in the mirror for the past four years.
Gingrich looked like he didn’t need lines. He is just
going to riff anyway.
Bachmann had lines, but unfortunately they were all from
the movie Fargo.
For some reason, Cain finished all his lines with, “That
dog won’t hunt,” which is ironic because he neither has a dog nor hunts.
Huntsman was struggling to hold onto his script. His
hands were slippery from all the Coppertone.
Gary Johnson from New Mexico had a nervous twitch and
kept thinking to himself, “Dude, I’m on TV.”
Santorum had a good script but he was put out that he
actually had to answer questions.
And Ron Paul refused all scripts because they are not
specifically mentioned in the Constitution.
Well,
this is an unfortunate part of the U.N. institution. It’s the —
the theater of the absurd. It doesn’t only cast Israel as the villain;
it often casts real villains in leading roles: Gadhafi’s Libya chaired
the U.N. Commission on Human Rights; Saddam’s Iraq headed the U.N.
Committee on Disarmament.
