I look at all the bald-faced, flat-out no-doubt-about-it lies Romney has told, and I just can't believe they don't show on his face.
Saw this picture of Romney addressing a crowd a moment ago on HuffPo (see link below)
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/...
Saw this picture and I instantly thought Wow -- part of the problem is some people who are seeking easy salvation rather than messy democracy look at Romney and think "how can such a good looking face be telling lies? He must be telling the truth and those gullible Democrats are just caught up in some sort of mass hypnosis caused by Obama."
The Oscar Wilde novel created the aptly named gray man, with a gray soul, who sold it in return for the promise that his excesses wouldn't show on his public face. With Romney no one is accusing him of the sensual debaucheries that Gray engaged in without it showing on his face, (while marring his hidden portrait), but the analogy is apt in the broader sense of someone whose face doesn't reflect his true character. One is left to wonder . . where is the veiled portrait? ( Maybe it's in the tax returns. . . ) With Romney his face remains perfectly bland and affable while he just flat out lies. Somewhere, his non-public face is revealed. (And of course the public gaffes are what happens when he is left to his own devices rather than carefully managed. ) He's like the model in the commercial who doesn't match his eyeglass frames. . . the guy who is bland and in khakis but was once banned from Vegas but the Vegas cops didn't press charges.
He must say to his campaign "Just tell those voters what they want to hear. They don't understand anyway and most of them don't want to, they just want someone to come in and takeover. That must be how Romney sees himself, as The White Knight. The Rescue Ranger. And he'll say anything to try and sell that myth to a gullible electorate looking for salvation.
As I said earlier -- in a comment on a a wonderful Seneca Doane diary about the Voter ID issue -- How do you just blatantly lie and have no one call you on it?
The first election I remember is Ike (when I was 5 I think -- my dad loved stevenson) I shook Kennedy's hand when I was 15. I lived through Watergate during my first year in law school, studying for finals riveted by the Committee testimony. Iran Contra, MonicaGate. -- And in all the elections in my lifetime, I have never seen such mendacity on such a level and with such frequency.