Grits n Mitt?

Shockingly, Romney's strategy of condescending to and essentializing Southerners is not giving him the push he needs to defeat a raving loon and the least popular man in contemporary politics. And Obama's people are not shy about pointing this out. From the inbox, thank to that time I gave money to the moderate who is actually President: 

Mitt Romney has got to stop saying "y'all."
Campaigning for the Alabama and Mississippi primaries the last couple of weeks, he's been making his way through the South and coming out with stuff like this:
"Mornin', y'all. Good to be with you. I got started right this morning with a biscuit and some cheesy grits."
He's been calling himself an "unofficial Southerner." Yesterday he said he thinks catfish is "delicious" when, month before last, he said he didn't like it.
I'm not sure it's actually physically possible for a person to be any more phony. And this is a guy who thinks we'll be fooled into thinking he's got our best interests at heart because he uses a contraction.
Actually, he's a career politician from 1,200 miles away who would give tax breaks to millionaires over the middle class and roll back everything President Obama's done to create jobs and make sure our families have health care. And catfish is the least of what he's changed his mind about: unions, Roe v. Wade, climate change -- the list goes on.
He thinks he's got a chance to win our votes. I can only figure that he thinks we're stupid because we talk differently than he does. No matter how he does in today's primaries, let's get together and send a message from us straight to him: We're not stupid, we're not buying what you're selling, and you don't get to say "y'all."

The picture is from the SC primary. Somehow, it makes sense that a native Midwesterner with a strong New England patrician vibe who professes a left-field religion popular in the West would claim a Southern foodways staple. 

Comments

[Marco]

Cheesy grits, fried catfish and all y'all can steal, millionaires!

[Margaret]

Grit sez, eat them cheesy grits. Uhm hm.