Shelley Berkley should send Mitt Romney flowers, or candy, or a mid-sized company for him to pillage, or something nice.
Perhaps no one in America should be more pleased with Romney's selection of Paul Ryan than Berkley. Dean Heller's support for Ryan's skanky budget is the centerpiece of Berkley's otherwise boring campaign. Now Obama will eviscerate Ryan's creeponomic repudiation of the social contract and mock Ryan's knee-jerk assault on the common good -- exactly the sort of things that Obama does exceptionally well -- and each time Obama takes Ryan out for a spin, he'll reinforce Berkley's narrative of Heller as a full-on tool. Serendipity, no? Berkley still has an up-hill fight, not least because Heller's a cute blond and she, well, isn't. But by naming the smarmy junior wingnut as his running mate, Romney has effectively made an in-kind contribution to Berkley's campaign.