The Romney of the Ancient Mariner

With ship hands like this, the Republican Party more and more looks like a cursed ship drifting in the currents of specious waters. Romney himself standing at the mast urging his crew onward toward the white whale of white working class bitterness,  waving his maul like a titan possessed by the  realization of his doom, and promising a Spanish doubloon to any man able to capture the fabled beast of  past GOP victories.