Bush & Company

Although it began as a means of gaining wealth for Tiffany purchases, cruises and front business groups and foundations, has Newt switched his mindset---stimulated by his unexpected surge in support as an anti-Romney candidate---to actually run for president? Has he finally made enough money to satisfy his greed? Is he now ready to spend on a real campaign or is it still a ploy by the attention-seeking "historian"? How will once-liberal Mitt overcome this frightful turn of events?

Manchester's conservative New Hampshire Union Leader's endorsement of Newt on November 27, disloyally slapped its favorite son in the face, forcing him farther to the Right to prove himself a true conservative, critical to outdistancing his latest rival.

Who would dare scramble to be the anti-Gingrich?---Gingrich, whose hallmark is character assassination. . .

Will Newt and Mitt, both perhaps fatally flawed, self-destruct while destroying each other?

It seems the Newtster's on the stump,
Considering his surprising jump---
But is he ready for a run
To be the nation's Number One?

How will poor Mitt begin to cope
With polls that well could dash his hope
Of being Number Forty-Five;
How keep that tenuous hope alive?

Conceding to the mindless Right,
The Mittster still might lose his fight.

There's a theory that everyone has an invisible aura above his head, denoting his character and how he conducts his life.

For the best of us, this aura is bright, white and radiant; for the worst, a roily, dingy yellow.

Considering the arrogant, mean, unscrupulous, often brawling behavior of past and present Newt Gingrich and his continued capricious dance with truth and fact, one might rightly assume that the aura, halo or aureole he wears is of the latter kind.

The reputations that he stole
Would further each self-serving goal;
While playing one or another role,
He'd swing with ease from pole to pole;

Chameleon-like, self-contradicting,
By logic never is constricting.
Is he the braggart politician,
An intellect, a word magician?

Is he a man without a soul
Who wears an earthly aureole?
Who is this double-dealing fellow
Whose aura is a dirty yellow?