The GOP campaign is a sci-fi movie with computerized flashbacks to former times and places.
Last night took “the candidate” to a Wyoming of yore, transporting the Mitt cyborg for fund-raising to a bygone Bush-Cheney era that has otherwise been erased from memory in 2012.
In Jackson Hole, it spent congenial hours in a virtual reality simulation of a decade ago, mingling with Dick, Lynne, Liz and their very rich friends with checkbooks after being projected back to the old civil rights era the day before to be booed by the NAACP, a scene designed to be explicated for the faithful by Rush Limbaugh.
Romneybots are everywhere to be tracked down in a grownup version of “Where’s Waldo?”
If there is a real person in all this, he is as elusive as those 21st century actors constantly being teleported to movie sets of the 1930s or 1960s, depending on the plot’s requirements.