Las Vegas Gleaner

Romney now just phoning it in

So much for the "first do no harm" school of selecting a running mate.

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.

Brian Sandoval puts out for Mitt Romney

First he wilfully and of his own volition endorsed a towering twit for president. Then he presided over the dumbest caucus in the history of dumb caucuses. Then he grinned like an idiot while a flim-flam man won the state chairmanship of his political party and the state party subsequently dissolved into a smelly puddle of extra-weepy fail.

So the conventional wisdom -- that Nevada junior governor Brian Sandoval would prefer to stay out of the 2012 election from here on out lest he get any on him -- is understandable, on the logic front.

And yet asked to be a shameless apologist for lying sack Mitt Romney and the vile dog whistle masquerading as Romney's campaign ad on welfare, Sandoval was pleased to answer promptly. And obediently...

 

Gov. Sunny my ass.

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Meantime, in a quasi-related item, yes, as it happens, Romney and Harry Reid are indeed much like Gumby and Pokey.