Politico’s Simon now on to a different part of Romney’s anatomy: “shoulders you could land a 737 on”
I can understand having great admiration for a political candidate, but when you begin waxing rhapsodic over a fellow Conservative Republican in quasi-sexual terms…well, don’t ask and don’t tell, eh?
I don’t know what Roger Simon’s issue is, and I frankly don’t care. But would it be too much to expect some cogent analysis based on things that actually MATTER? Or could it be that Republicans have so little to offer for 2008 that Right-wing pundits are reduced to portraying them as sex objects?
What’s even more frightening about Simon’s breathless analysis of Romney’s attributes is that it makes him sound like a junior high school girl with a crush. What’s next? Simon squealing in delight the next time Mitt Romney flashes his pearly whites at a GOP debate? Mash letters? Jeebus…get a grip, willya??
In his June 6 column, Politico chief political columnist Roger Simon declared former Massachusetts Gov. Mitt Romney the winner of the June 5 Republican presidential debate and attributed Romney’s victory, in part, to the fact that he is “[s]trong, clear, gives good soundbite, and has shoulders you could land a 737 on.”
As Media Matters for America noted, Simon has previously described Romney as having “chiseled-out-of-granite features, a full, dark head of hair going a distinguished gray at the temples, and a barrel chest,” adding: “On the morning that he announced for president, I bumped into him in the lounge of the Marriott and up close he is almost overpowering. He radiates vigor.”
Yeah, and he’s probably hung like a horse. Who cares? We talking about someone who wants to be President, not the next George Clooney. Why should we care a whit about a candidate’s physical qualities? When last I checked, the American sheeple elect their Presidents; we don’t get them from central casting.
Memo to Simon: We don’t want to hear about your barely-veiled sexual longings for Mitt Romney, nor do we care about your admirations for his Presidential mien. If you don’t have anything of substance to add, why don’t just do us all a favor. Grab some lotion and a box of Kleenex and go off somewhere to quietly take care of your business. Just spare us the gory details, ‘kay??
