Stripped of any media handlers, Newt Gingrich's new press relations strategy is to stand silently and stare at the press when they corner him and shout questions at him. Come on, Newt, at least make jokes. But no, Newt is the saddest marshmallow clown alive, and he will instead offer tragic incoherent literary perspectives about himself and his candidacy during policy speeches, and then tell the press to go cover that. Very well, Newt! Speaking to the Republican Jewish Coalition, Newt ventured a Faulknerian perspective on his flagging candidacy:
<i>I know full well the rigors of campaigning for public office. In fact, I&rsquo;ve had some recent reminders.</i> Indeed, once on his recent cruise, the wine steward brought a <i>2004</i> C&ocirc;te-R&ocirc;tie rather than the 2003. Unbearable.
Something to do with paraplegics, right?
The only person I quote is Alfred E Newman and it has served me well. Are you listening Newt?
<i>I know full well the rigors of campaigning for public office. In fact, I&rsquo;ve had some recent reminders.</i> Indeed, once on his recent cruise, the wine steward brought a <i>2004</i> C&ocirc;te-R&ocirc;tie rather than the 2003. Unbearable.
i got nothing. the ego, it stuns.
and blinds.