And now a moment for psychopoliticalbabble. Blame it on the here in Palm Beach County.

I’ve always thought you can always tell a lot about a campaign through the eyes of the loving wife of the candidate. One Super Tuesday night in Boston, I was feet away from the Romneys as he talked about taking it to the convention. He was telling you the truth, he hadn’t decided to drop out yet. But you knew, even if he hadn’t made the call yet, that he’d not be in the race by week’s end. You could see it in Mrs. Romney’s eyes.

Right now I’m watching John McCain in Wisconsin. Cindy McCain has intense worry in her eyes. I wish we could all take the weekend off as a country and come back Monday ready to have a serious election. I bet Mrs. McCain would agree.