Thursday, February 9, 2012

Why we just don't like Mitt.

I know.  I am a hospice nurse.  I probably don't have the qualifications to be writing about politics on my blog.  But I am a 'people' observer.  And people vote. As do I.  So, in that regard, I am never-the-less going to tell you my spin on why we don't like Mitt Romney.

First off, how do we decide if we like people anyway. First impressions, right?  Sometimes we are wrong and judge people superficially, but many times our first gut reaction is accurate.  We can usually tell instantly whether or not we click with someone. Sometimes, further down the road, we realize our mistake; but many times we are 100% on.

So, what do people think when they see Mitt.  They see this well coiffed, expensively dressed, fit man with a beautiful wife by his side. They know he has been a Governor. They know he is really, really rich. They know he has a son named Tagg. (really, Tagg?)  There are 4  other sons with normal names, but Tagg is the one we know. And they know he put his dog on the roof of his car for a family vacation in Canada.

Okay, let's see. What do we know about his political policies. Well, there's a problem there. We don't.  When he was Governor, he was a moderate.  Now he is trying to be a conservative. So what will he be next?  Stay tuned.

And then there are the stupid gaffes. The one about a ten thousand dollar bet. The one where he says he doesn't care about the poor. The stupid pic of him putting Tide into a washer. Not good.

So, what is it we like about other guys who became president? Like George Bush for example.  Well, he was a C student, we knew his mom, he wasn't that great looking and he talked kind of dumb. And we bought it.  He was elected. He wasn't the best president, but hindsight is 20/20, plus people felt they could have a beer with him.

And therein lies the problem.

No one is going to have a beer with Mitt. No one would even want to.  What would you talk about?  Sports? Stanford? Prep schools? His six houses? Why, we don't even know if he plays a sport, an instrument or has a hobby. He just seems like a stiff guy who has no buddies to hang out with on a Saturday night.

Obama is cool. He sings. He is articulate. He is not perfect and perhaps many do not agree with his policies, but overall, he seems like a really nice guy.

And Mitt does not. So, what can Mitt do to turn the tide, to make us like him.  Hmmm, not sure. But I think it could start by him just being himself. Admitting that, yes, he is rich.  That he grew up rather privileged. That he did indeed put his beloved dog on the roof and that he is sorry for that.  Maybe he should create a special fund for homeless dogs dedicated to Seamus.  Maybe he should share some stories about when his life faltered. When he felt alone or sad or disappointed.

 He should put his wife out there more, she is much more likable.  Perhaps share stories about how Tagg was teased because of his peculiar name. You know he was. And perhaps Mitt should stay true to his beliefs and not let the polls determine how he feels and what he should say.

Then there is the 800 pound gorilla in the room. Mitt is a Mormon.  We don't like to talk about it, but we all know it. Now, I have met many Mormons and they are all really nice. But in America, we really are most comfortable with three religions; Catholic, Protestant and Jewish. Any other religion or belief just seems odd to us and makes us uncomfortable. And that is just the truth. I am not saying it is right. It just is.

So, perhaps Mitt should just rip the lid on that as well.  Talk about what it is like to belong to a minority religion, one that people seem to think is cult-like.  Maybe talk about what it was like as a missionary when he was young and idealistic.

 Perhaps he should also share the things that really make him happiest. People like to be around happy people. And Mitt just doesn't seem genuinely happy to me. Not at all.

There are only two mistakes one can make along the road to truth; not going all the way, and not starting.

Man stands in his own shadow and wonders why it's dark.
~Zen Proverb

But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?
~Albert Camus


  1. I'll be honest Janice, I don't follow politics all that closely, including the presidential race. Mainly because they are all just saying what we want to hear, and I don't like that. However, I do not care for Mitt at all and would not vote for him. He's one of those people I wasn't sure about at first but the more I saw him on TV the more I thought he was acting.

    Another thing that bothers me about Mitt ... all the mormons praise him to the heavens ... just because he's mormon. Not because of who he is but because he is mormon. As I say though, I really don't care for politics but those are my 2 cents, informed or not.

  2. Good post. Makes me think the Romney camp should hire a "real" person consultant like you!

  3. This blog scrolls on a local blog aggregator called Erie Blogs, in Erie, PA.

    The scroll title combines and appears like this:
    "What Death Has Taught Me About Life:Why we just don't like Mitt"

    When the two are combined, it makes for a compelling read.

    Gail Collins at NYT has Seamus in every post for the past year or so.
    She has everyone howling!

    As kids, we used to play a game of "tag---you're it!".
    This was before electronic and Internet games entertained.
    But in mormon-ese, perhaps they played "Tagg- Your Mitt!"

    In any case, I am delighted that Tagg was not placed on the roof of the car to vacation in Canada, while Seamus rode inside.
    It must have been a difficult choice that day for Mitt.

    I don't know why, but I always think "Herman Munster" when Mitt comes on the tube. And I don't want Herman to have the nuke codes in his Mitt.

    Tagg- You're IT

    You already have an Anonymous, so I will be Anony-seamus!

  4. I agree that Mitt is unlikable. Perhaps he should get a dog to help his image. Or perhaps he needs to stop pandering to the conservative right and start being in the middle like he was when he was governor of Massachusetts. I rather liked him then. But now I hardly recognize him.

    A brain is a terrible thing to lose. So is a soul.