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GOP Primary Coverage (So Far)

The national coverage of the GOP primary so far has focused on Michele Bachmann (largely already seen as the front-runner*) and Sarah Palin (because she's a snowbilly grifter and the queen of smug, sullen media-baiting).

Local coverage: exclusively John Huntsman and Mitt Romney, with church-owned media (the D-news, Trib, KSL, etc.) leaning slightly in favor of Romney.

Editor's Note: NONE OF THIS WILL MATTER IN SIX MONTHS. Who on Earth thought Obama stood a chance at first?

*: if you have followed the horse race so far and noted that Michele Bachmann is being taken Very Seriously by some Very Serious People, then you are probably in my position: bloodshot eyes, voice hoarse from screaming, a thousand-yard-stare and trembling hands. If this has not been your reaction, please read Matt Taibbi's excellent write-up of Bachmann, available here (because Jann Wenner has been replaced by a cyborg replicant that understands the internet). Money quote:

Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and, as you consider the career and future presidential prospects of an incredible American phenomenon named Michele Bachmann, do one more thing. Don't laugh...Don't do it. And don't look her in the eyes; don't let her smile at you. Michele Bachmann, when she turns her head toward the cameras and brandishes her pearls and her ageless, unblemished neckline and her perfect suburban orthodontics in an attempt to reassure the unbeliever of her non-threateningness, is one of the scariest sights in the entire American cultural tableau. She's trying to look like June Cleaver, but she actually looks like the T2 skeleton posing for a passport photo. You will want to laugh, but don't, because the secret of Bachmann's success is that every time you laugh at her, she gets stronger.


Bingo. Like the mighty Incredible Hulk, fighting Bachmann (with laughter) just makes her stronger. My only hope for the future of American politics is that a journalist or journalists have the guts to dig under the veneer on Bachmann, and reveal the true crazy underneath (her husband works with a clinic that "cures" gays, her religious beliefs are incredibly extreme, she has made a huge number of major gaffes and/or untrue or ignorant statements, etc. etc.). Here's hoping.

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