A few weeks ago folks had written The Professor off as a dead man walking. And now look at him. Some polls have him pulling ahead of Mittens and Governor Oops has GTT and endorsed Newt on the way out the door.
Sure an ex-wife will be on a late night network news show to say that Newtie is a cad, a dick and a bad husband, but everybody already knows this. The interview will cause hyperventilation in the drawing rooms of Georgetown, but in South Carolina folks won’t care very much. Some will give the Professor a pass because he has found Jesus, but most will support him because he brings the crazy hate towards President Obama and fearlessly fights to win the White’s-Only-Primary of the old South. With Perry’s collapse, Newt is the last Confederate standing–and the Confederate Party is the new base of the Republican Party and the root of the 27% Crazification Factor.
Now they may be 27% of the general population, but in the Republican Party they are the tail that wags the dog. In a state like South Carolina, they are a majority of GOP Primary voters–that is why everybody is bringing the crazy to win their support. But no matter how hard Romney tries, his crazy–just like everything else he does–seems inauthentic. Santorum may say crazy shit, but like Romney he is also a Yankee and not fully trusted. Ron Paul should be a great fit with the 27% percent crowd, but his Libertarian views concerning civil liberties, drugs, war and torture have the base thinking he is a commie or something. That leaves Newt. And The Professor is a Ninja when it comes to tossing bombs and bringing the crazy–hell, he practically invented the modern era of partisan dysfunction.
The Professor is playing a weak hand extremely well. He knows crazy is gold in GOP politics and by that standard he is King Midas. Newt is showing the 27% crazy love and they are loving him back. Expect more of it tonight and don’t be surprised if a funny thing happens to Mittens on the way to his coronation.
But now I have to get ready for my drinking game and I’m afraid a hangover is in my future (I should never have committed to a shot every time Newt utters a racist dog whistle).