Yeah, Rusty. Your mouth says yes:

Just remember, politics isn't religion. Voting for someone other than Reagan or Jesus doesn't make one dirty or a sinner. The alternative to having candidates who don't perfectly reflect our preferences is a multi-party parliamentary system. And if you want that, move to France.

But your eyes say no:

So, go support Mitt before it's too late.

Not Johnny Mac. Mitt. If McCain turns out to be the nominee, Rusty . . . we can talk then. I understand about laws, Chief Executives, and sausages . . . but I can only eat so many insect parts.

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I mean, the woman tells it like it is:

Via Allahpundit, who also comes in for horrible, unjust criticism from our side. (Yeah, yeah: he disagrees with Coulter—but he ran the clip.)

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I do wish we could all just shut up about the GOP frontrunners' real and imaginary shortcomings—at least until after we get trounced this coming fall. I mean, can't this all be done in post-mortem?

And don't give me that truth = beauty crap, either. Keats just had that one wrong. Truth is a thing one must face every now and then. Beauty is the snowfall along the Angeles Crest Mountains, and/or a PT Cruiser with fake-wood siding.

Sean:

Even if his conservative conversion is genuine, Romney still hasnÂ’t had the time to develop that core, that conservative instinct. He may think and believe conservatism is the right set of ideas, but one must soaked in it to get to the point of defending it in a Presidential campaign. MittÂ’s not there yet.

I'm not so sure about this. Sean's thesis has to do with Romney not having read enough "books, magazines and weblogs" to really grasp the principles of the "conservative movement. (Whatever that is; am I a part of that? Can someone advise me, here?)

But if Romney's experiences in business and as governor of Massachusetts brought him to a genuine turnaround, based on solid experience, that's a great deal more important than any theoretical grounding or wonky intellect.

When I think about which is more important to me—having a reader in the White House, or an executive—I would have to go with the executive. The do-er.

Let Romney's advisors read books, and brief him. Let him get his own Cheney—some smart, hands-on VP (um . . . Fred? You listening?).

I do not want theory from my President. I want practice. I want someone who will take decisive action.

And I do not—do not, do not, do not—want John McCain. Unless at some point I become convinced that he has been converted to the cause of conservatism.

Excuse me: I need to go laugh bitterly into my mug of red table wine.

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. . . has been drunkblogging the GOP debate. A couple of the money quotes:

6:20pm You know what rocks about the 21st Century? I can drunkblog and order a pizza on the internet all at the same time. Of course, I have to rely on somewhat more primitive technology to get the pizza to me from the front door to the bedroom — but Melissa is used to that by now.

6:41pm TheyÂ’re letting Huck talk again. IsnÂ’t that cute?

7:19pm It’s the martinis talking, I know. But what I want is the Frankenstein Candidate — half Paul, to cover the domestic stuff, and half Nixon to bomb the crap out of anyone who needs it.

Works for me.

Via Insty, who remarks, "he's going to need a new liver before this election is over."

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Sober up and do your duty.

Advance Cause has a couple of candidate comparison charts. Unfortunately, they are broken down by party, which makes it less user-friendly if we end up with a choice between Hillary Clinton and John McCain.

Goldstein's talking about writing in "the ashes of Hunter S. Thompson" (or, alternatively, "the good part of Hunter S. Thompson's remains"). Personally, I'm going to write in Goldstein—and Burge, of course.

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If you need me, I'll be at Protein Wisdom. I love his co-bloggers, but it just ain't the same.

Today, we have Goldstein's spirited response to those—including his own Craig C. who are willing to suck it up and vote for Johnny Mac:

Allow me to make the following suggestion to those whose entire political worldview is based around this amorphous (and purposely non-specific) desire for change: try crystal meth, or bang a tranny prostitute, or go pee-pee from an unfamiliar launching point. But please, please, donÂ’t chose your president based on the promise of something different.

That’s what gave us Jimmy Carter. And we’re still living with that nightmare — even if a certain giant river bunny who took a presidential oar to the skull may not be.

And he's probably right.

I'm still a National Security voter above all else. But I'm not convinced that Hillary would be any worse than McCain in that regard, despite the rhetorical differences between them. Hillary might, after all, have something to prove as the first female President. And that's what I want in the White House: a man or woman whom the Iranians, et al. don't exactly know what to make of. Someone whose actions they cannot necessarily predict.

White-haired bully, crazed female. All the same to me. I want our enemies (yes, we do have enemies) quaking in their boots. Once that's happening, I'm willing to move on to matters domestic.

The exception being speech: speech and guns. Without those two, the entire country loses itself. Johnny Mac's record on those first two Amendments remains troubling.

I may check around to see if I can simply have myself frozen until 2012. It's the most practical option.

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Politics, schmolitics. Don't harsh my mellow.

I mean, it isn't like I had a hard-on for Romney anyway. (Pardon the genderfuck: I've never been able to find a good female analogy to that particular expression. "Romney never made me wet"?—sounds a bit slutty, no?)

It might be just as well for the Democratic establishment—Obama, Mrs. Clinton, McCain—to get aboard with the War on Terror anyway.

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. . . ain't drinking the Obama Kool-Aid. And she'll tell you why.

Personally, I want to concentrate on the real enemy: the Judean People's Front! I mean, the Republicans I disagree with . . .

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Oy gevalt.

See, when I wrote this, I sort of thought I was, you know—joking.

But now that I've thought it through, I think there's a serious point to be made. Not the ridiculous notion that a failure to endorse Hillary Rodham Clinton as the Democratic nominee in 2008 is a form of rape—but the irrefutable fact that not sending me money and/or expensive gifts is a form of rape.

I've only had a few responses so far to my CPAC fundraising appeal. You don't want to be thought of as a misogynist, do you? Or a cheapskate? Or a cheapskate misogynist? Please look into your heart: is your desire to keep me—a woman—out of the nation's capital based on an unconscious desire to perpetuate the "old boys' club" of traditional politics? Yes. Yes, it is. But there is a way to make up for it—my tip jar!

h/t for the Hot Air link: Ace, who—if he actually read my site—would be rolling his eyes around now . . .

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They rape us with their minds, their dicks, checkbooks, their endorsements.

I mean—(wo)manslaughter is one thing. But getting behind Obama? I'm pretty crushed. I'll be in bed with a bottle of mediocre gin, if you need me.

Via Insty, who calls Kennedy's betrayal "an act of political infidelity." Clever euphemism for rape; heh.

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While itÂ’s unlikely Super Tuesday will be decisive in a mathematical sense, the nomination will likely be all but HillaryÂ’s by dayÂ’s end. Obama is both the candidate most appealing to the Democratic base and the one best positioned to win in the general election; a rare combination, indeed. HeÂ’s unlikely to be the nominee despite that, though, owing to the compressed schedule and ClintonÂ’s superior support network.

Emphasis mine; fortunately for the Dems, our candidates are even lamer than theirs, so even if they put Mrs. C up, they aren't in terrible shape. Unless we get someone feisty like Rudy involved, which we won't.

Read the whole thing.

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Looks like there'strouble in paradise.

It turns out that sometimes the Clintons don't tell the truth. Who knew?

Via Janette.

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I think this is a problem for Mr. "Free Speech Except When I Don't Like It." And I hope it's a big one.

Ace:

Of course campaign staffers do not work a couple of months every two or four years. They have jobs in the interim—usually as lobbyists.

The problem here is that the Reform Institute seems especially connected to McCain, and especially interested in promoting his agenda. And staffers seem to move fluidly between McCain's staff and the Reform Institute. And, of course, McCain served on its Advisory Board in the past. He seems to have resigned to avoid questions of conflicts of interest, or to avoid jeopardizing its tax-exempt status.

For a guy who campaigned on closing campaign donation loopholes and limiting how much money could flow from special interests to candidates, he seems to be exploiting a pretty big loophole.

And it's connected to Soros. Pretty distasteful.

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Stephen Green:

It just occurred to me that one of these jokers — Clinton, McCain, Obama or Romney — is going to be the next President. It’s almost enough to make one pine for the old days of Bush v Gore.

Almost.

Via Insty.

Drink up, now.

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But men aren't, as a rule, too bright, are they?

I meant that in the good way, of course.

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He's endorsing no one, yet, but has some thoughts:

Since I saw Romney at the 2007 CPAC heÂ’s struck me as looking the part of a President. He has an executive background, was a governor, and accomplished a few things. MittÂ’s problem is his conversion to conservatism. Supporting Romney is about how much you think his conversion is real.

Less so for me, of course. After all, I had a thing for Giuliani early on, and Rudy's no conservative. He's still my favorite candidate, and I'd love to see him win his current delegate gamble. I'm fairly certain he will not, however, which leaves me in the position of "settling" for Romney, or "settling" for McCain, or leaving the tent for the Dems or the Libs—or writing in Burge-Goldstein, which I would relish doing.

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. . . hate the least?

Karl at Protein Wisdom surveys the post-Fred landscape.

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on Fred Thompson:

I hate to be a dick about this, but a politician should have a basic competence at politics, for crying out loud.

That attitude bought us eight years of Clinton. But, you know: have fun, AoS.

You know I'm born to lose, and gambling's for fools,

But that's the way I like it baby,

I don't wanna live for ever,

And don't forget the joker!

No. I shan't. Thanks for the heads up.

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I don't really care for being pimped out to Mitt-Fucking-Romney, but you do what you have to do.

I'll do what I have to do.

And if we find each other, it's beautiful politics.

Yeah, Fred. Love you. But fuck you—long, slow, painful. Am I getting through to you?

"This will not be over quickly; nor will you enjoy it."

And, you know . . . I'm not angry any more.

My friend Binker, however, is furious.

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. . . tell me the big meeting will be tomorrow, and the party bus leaves in the afternoon.

Most of 'em don't expect to be conscious until sometime Friday night.

Oh!—those young people! they get sucker-punched like that, and they're willing to become conscious again at some point. The idealism just floors me.

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