On Wednesday, I got to see the four candidates from the Republican Party for president, and I am completely disgusted with the hierarchy of the party. Ron Paul is more than likely a very good gynecologist, but he is certainly not prepared to be president.
Rick Santorum and Mitt Romney, while very busy yapping and yipping at each other about mostly inconsequential matters, seemed almost clueless that Barack Obama is the opponent that must be defeated, and neither displayed a grasp of how they would set about doing this. Newt Gingrich, on the other hand, appeared to be the only candidate who was aware of who the opponent was, and he also seemed to be the only candidate who had a plan to do so. He also was the only one who spoke to the gravity of failure to reign in the cancer that has been loosed in the White House. While Gingrich seems to have a good read on what needs to be done, and a plan to do it, I cringe to think that the only time he was given a real position of power, he abused that power.
I am appalled that the Republican Party, knowing that this country is coming unraveled both domestically and abroad because of its current leadership, could not field even one clear-cut, winning candidate for the people to vote for.