Multiple news reports are surfacing that Republican Tea Party (GOTP) presidential frontrunner Willard Mitt Romney has put his silver in his mouth again, demonstrating once again his awkward sense of humor, and his seemingly inability to realize how out of touch with Americans’ economic struggles he really truly is.
Case in point; during a tele-town hall meeting with Wisconsin voters Willard decided it would be a great idea to share what he thought was a “humorous” story about his father shutting down a factory in Michigan and moved production to Wisconsin, according to the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, “One of [the] most humorous I think relates to my father. You may remember my father, George Romney, was president of an automobile company called American Motors. … They had a factory in Michigan, and they had a factory in Kenosha, Wisconsin, and another one in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. And as the president of the company he decided to close the factory in Michigan and move all the production to Wisconsin. Now later he decided to run for governor of Michigan and so you can imagine that having closed the factory and moved all the production to Wisconsin was a very sensitive issue to him, for his campaign.”
One can almost imagine what his inside voice was saying, “And the real funny part of this was when my father turned to the plant manager and … giggle … he said … snort, giggle … you’re fired! Boy I tell you … giggle … by golly, you should have seen the look on his face!”
Willard’s “humorous anecdote” was just another case of trying to say whatever it takes to win a nomination; “Let’s see, today I’m in Wisconsin, ah yes, I have just the right humorous story to relate to the voters here.” Problem is, Willard just doesn’t get that those who are trying to survive really don’t find it’s very “humorous” to lose your job.
This isn’t the first time Willard’s stepped into this problem, in January, he joked about how he liked “being able to fire people who provide services to me.”
This isn’t a case of “Mitt doesn’t get it”, it’s a case of “Willard can’t get it”; he’s clearly incapable of relating to any class of people not exchanging Grey Poupon through limo windows.