Sir Bedevere: What makes you think she’s a witch?
Peasant 3: Well, she turned me into a newt!
Sir Bedevere: A newt?
Peasant 3: [meekly after a long pause] … I got better.
Crowd: [shouts] Burn her anyway!
Monty Python and the Holy Grail
When I see or hear of New Gingrich this is all I can think of. When I heard he was running for the President of these United States I almost fainted. Suddenly not so funny. Surely this was a cruel joke. But here he is just a chugging along, taking himself all seriously.
Now this chap is preaching family values and morality. This is a man who lined up 2 wives before he rid himself of the current wife. He cut off child support from one wife and filed for divorce while said wife was in the hospital with Cancer. Now in a job context it makes sense to have a new job lined up before thumbing your nose at the current boss. But with wives, so sorry, but I have a problem with that.
I tell myself, who am I to judge Newt? I live in a glass house. Hold my picture up beside Mother Teresa and there is no resemblance. I can be as selfish, immoral and downright lazy as the next person. However, I am not flying around the country telling you what you do wrong, how righteous I am and proposing to run the country. That’s the big rub right there. Bam! There it is.
I’ve heard whispers that he is thinking of dropping out of the great race for Grand Poo Bah. I can only hope and pray that the rumours are true.