Dear Mitt Romney,
Mitt, your relentless trudge forward in the face of tremendous negativity is rather admirable from this Concerned Zombie’s perspective, but you’re embarrassing yourself now.
You really must learn to take a hint, Mitt. I know it’s time to move on when my intended buffet begins shooting. It’s a fairly clear message, projectiles coming at one’s head and such.
You may not have noticed them, though, since what’s being lobbed out in desperate attempts to make you disappear are other people. Namely, anyone other than you who’s ever even looked at the GOP presidential nomination. I believe the squatter at the end of my block is polling higher than you right now, Mitt.
Consider it, Mitt. How else could candidates like Herman Cain and Newt Gingrich so consistently beat you? The GOP constituents want anyone other than you.
You may think that if you hang in there long enough, your prey – err, constituents – will truly come to love you or simply get so worn down that they settle for you, like so many weary survivors who see me coming and just sit down and accept the inevitability of getting eaten. But, just because that weary survivor accepts the inevitability doesn’t mean she likes it, doesn’t mean it’s good.
Mitt, you’ve been slogging forward for years now, driven by a senseless hunger that can’t be explained without a care for how your victims – umm, voters feel about it.
That approach works for a zombie. It’s undignified coming from the living. Have some dignity, Mitt. No one really wants to see you shambling toward the White House.
Be eating you!
The Concerned Zombie