The reason why the Dean-dot-bomb trope succeeds is, of course, that the campaign bled money like a stuck pig if a pig were filled with money and not blood. Dong Resin tabulates where it all went:
· $55,000 - Quietly spread around to conceal what Martin Sheen's actual job is.
· $43,000 - 327 cuddled and then quietly disposed of bunny carcasses.
· $300 - Henry Rollins posters to spruce up scream closet.
· $210 - Tony Robbins' "Let's Crazy Down That Rictus You Think Is A Smile, Sunshine!" program.
Where Did Howard Dean's Money Go? [Dong Resin]