Today’s post is brought to you by the letter Z. Before the era of big game hunting in Africa gave us Z for Zebra, a “zany” was frequently used to illustrate or exemplify the use of the letter Z in children’s alphabet primers. This beautiful colored illustration is from The Child’s Colored Gift Book, with one hundred illustrations (London and New York: George Routledge and Sons), by Edward and George Dalziel. I found this image originally at Eek She Cried, but you can see the whole book with two different illustrated children’s alphabets, and more, at Archive.org. Isn’t it just perfect (for American political history purposes) that it’s riding one exasperated-looking ass?
Z for Zany was probably more common in eighteenth century alphabets. Is that where Mitt Romney hails from, the eighteenth century? It’s not just that he has no apparent command of modern political invective, and he’s now running against the master of modern political invective. Every time he opens his mouth, he seems to confirm that he really isn’t of our time, place, or planet.
Mike Huckabee must be kicking himself that he didn’t run. A conservative populist like Huck–think Pat Buchanan minus the racism–could potentially mop the floor with Barack Obama next year, but all the Republicans have got at this point is the chilly and profoundly strange Romney, and the bloviating fool Newt Gingrich.