Good Looks, Romney by M. Pitter

My Fellow Americans,

Willard Mitt Romney wanted to become the 45th President of the United States.

We ought to be grateful that some double agent of The People captured footage of (Willard) Mitt Romney at that clandestine swanky-danky millionaire dinner party. Think hypothetically, for a moment, of Mr. Romney in the presidency: Imagine how much more appalled most would be towards him and the government if he put his sentiments from the once-secret video into action? Another benefiting factor with which we could all strut away from this campaign scandal (and perhaps to the ballots) is that perhaps Romney’s “off the cuff” rant—from the bloody pulsating chambers of his honesty—embodied how most other president’s strategized the ways to deal with the poor, who could never seem, in the eyes of such Society figures like Mitt Romney, to “take personal responsibility and care for their lives.” He proved to succeed the old model character lineage of slick-haired ‘All-American’  presidents who for various reasons thought they deserved to sport a fresh, pompous air with their backs turned on the very people who endured poverty so that the people who we call ‘rich’ and ‘super-rich’ could avoid it.

Perhaps the truth of Romney’s demeanor was “not elegantly stated” that night but that does not omit his statements from indeed being the truth of his demeanor.

Author: Michael

is a recent graduate of Boston University, where he received the Gregory Hudson Award for Writing Excellence in the Humanities. He studied English Literature, History and Philosophy. To Michael, In Parentheses functions as an established, intellectual environment where art and current events share equal relevance.

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