Watching Mr. Romney squirm about his activities at Bain from 1999 to 2002 and whine about Obama’s ad that questions how he could be there and not be there at the same time reminded me of 2 things: how boys who are the instigators of mischief use the same excuse when caught out (“I wasn’t there!”), and a silly nonsense poem we sometimes recited at home:

Yesterday, upon the stair,

I met a man who wasn’t there

He wasn’t there again today

Oh, how I wish, he’d go away…



Last night I saw upon the stair

A little man who wasn’t there

He wasn’t there again today

Oh, how I wish he’d go away.

William Hughes Means, 1889

I’m beginning to think that this supposed “business” genius, is neither as smart nor as skillful as he makes himself out to be. It would be so nice if one of these days his party could find some candidate who wasn’t a fraud.