I'll assume you've seen it: the incomprehensible Politico story about Ann Romney, rock-star, who is going to humanize Mitt and gives Democrats a fear and a sad.
Maybe I'm a cynic, but I don't really see America warming up to her. You already know about her multiple Cadillacs. And her "I don’t even consider myself wealthy" statement.
Did you also know she's they type of person who would fly all the way across the country just to ride one of her horses for a day? And then brag about it? When her husband is running for President?
“I’m just like any other crazy horse person,” she said. “You find a way to make the time to ride. If I have to get up at 5 a.m. to fly to California and then ride until 10 p.m. at night, because that’ll be my only chance to ride for a month, then that’s what I’ll do.”
Even the intense demands of her husband’s presidential campaign haven’t kept Ann out of the saddle. “I laid down the law after Mitt announced that, I’d have to ride once a week, or else,” she explained. “The crazy breakneck pace of my life is not a natural rhythm for me. It’s the soothing rhythm of horses and riding that sings to my soul.”
The only thing I can offer as mitigation for the
monumental tone-deaf out-of-touchness on display in those two paragraphs is that they were uttered in 2007, which is before the Republicans tanked the economy and also before Mitt decided to repudiate the mistake he made in Massachusetts of helping people who aren't his wife and who get cancer or MS to get access to the health care system.
Even so, she sounds like someone who might want to work on humanizing herself before she takes on the awesome task of doing something about the bot who pays for her ridiculously self-indulgent lifestyle.