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The Oysters Come Home to Roast

I woke up this morning to a ton of e-mail from aggrieved southerners, almost outnumbering the ton of spam for generic Viagra, which I’ve forwarded to the RNC. Anyway, southern voters resented my (and John O’Sullivan’s) assertion that they hadn’t voted for Mitt because he was a Mormon. Au contraire, they said they hadn’t voted for Mitt because he’s a north-eastern liberal. Whatever. I rather enjoyed this Georgia gal’s take:

I was one of your “No Mormon, no way, no how” Southerners until someone at a dinner party asked me if I’d support Orrin Hatch for President. And you know what? I would. It’s then I realized I just didn’t like Romney because he’s about as phony as baloney. And I am unnaturally annoyed at how he receives applause from his audiences: toothless smile, looking left tilting chin up, looking right tilting chin up; back and forth.

Oh and by dinner party I mean oyster roast.

Oh, dear. Mitt is beginning to feel like the conservative media’s version of John Kerry, the guy the MSM thought they could drag across the finish line. Except we have a tougher problem, to which Lisa and Stanley referred. The default mode of the culture is liberal; the key levers of society are liberal. Bush-era strategists have largely ignored that reality in favor of get-out-the-vote and other organizational techniques. The defects of that approach seem increasingly apparent.   

Mark Steyn is an international bestselling author, a Top 41 recording artist, and a leading Canadian human-rights activist.
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