So, Mitt Romney stepped up to the plate and shed a tear or two for the team because if you want to be the president of this country (the U.S. not Canada – they don’t have a president and I don’t have space to explain what they do up here), you have to be warm, likable (there’s that word again) and fuzzy. You have to prove that on top on of that intellectual core that is aflame with great policies destined to change the very essence of America is the next door neighbor of our dreams. Not the unemployed 40 something guy with man-boobs in the cut-off shirt and gym shorts who sits in his garage smoking and ogling the stay at home mom’s as they go about their momming. Not him. But the great person who always has a smile and a greeting and comes out in -30degree weather to help you shovel off that oversize drive you have to accommodate the two vehicles you can’t park inside due to the overflow of stuff. That person. It boggles the mind at times, but the fact is that only human beings through whom the milk of human kindness flows by the quart need apply for the the presidency. Competent. Smart. Experienced. That may get you in the door with your app, but if you can’t smooze, ya lose.
Hillary Clinton knows this – now (though Bill surely knew it before and I wonder why he didn’t share that with her) as she hustles about on her “If You Knew Hillary” tour of Iowa. She spent so much time playing the man’s game that she forgot a small but significant part of the game was being ingratiating and radiating a holy healing light that provides warmth to all. Interestingly MSNBC ran a short article today about a recent study that found that while male bosses were not expected to be overly caring and could be forgiven for not reading their employees moods/minds, women bosses were cut no such slack.
So, for not being a mind-reader, Hillary was sent back to go – almost – without collecting the 200 warm and fuzzy points and made to parade her inner self for the next two weeks.
Mitt Romney on the other hand just does what men in the public eye do when they want to prove they have a heart – somewhere. He cried. Because crying is womanly and proves that a man is in touch with that side of himself. Right?
Frankly, now that he has the Tancredo endorsement, Mitt may be squeezing out droplets at every turn because Tancredo is not exactly a warm breeze on a summer evening.
I think the real issue is why warmth is an issue at all. Clinton and Romney may or may not convince the non-believers they are sincere and are wasting a lot of time that might be better spent showing the voters some of their stands on issues of real consequence.