Newt Gingrich’s spox has an epic meltdown about his boss stumbling out of the gate:
The literati sent out their minions to do their bidding. Washington cannot tolerate threats from outsiders who might disrupt their comfortable world. The firefight started when the cowardly sensed weakness. They fired timidly at first, then the sheep not wanting to be dropped from the establishmentâ€™s cocktail party invite list unloaded their entire clip, firing without taking aim their distortions and falsehoods. Now they are left exposed by their bylines and handles. But surely they had killed him off. This is the way it always worked. A lesser person could not have survived the first few minutes of the onslaught. But out of the billowing smoke and dust of tweets and trivia emerged Gingrich, once again ready to lead those who wonâ€™t be intimated by the political elite and are ready to take on the challenges America faces.
Is there any doubt about who should recite this on Letterman this evening?Â Any at all?
Oh please oh please oh please oh please….