
I listened to Ann Romney’s speech at the RNC – her “I am woman, hear me roar,” her naked pandering to women with her shrill cry of desperation, her little tale of how she and Mitt were so determined to be together that they got married like many other young, unprepared couples get married, broke, struggling, a team united toward a common goal (in their case, the goal being wealthy beyond their wildest dreams on the backs of the working class).… [Read more]








