By my count the literature includes one good book, The Real Romney, by two reporters from the Boston Globe. That’s the same Globe with the leftward tilt to its axis and a legendary anti-Romney animus—which lends authority to their largely favorable portrait. The flattering details of Romney’s life were so numerous and unavoidable that the authors, dammit, had no choice but to include them.
And this is what drives us nuts; Mitt Romney has been spending his entire damn life wandering around and doing kind things for people. AND HE NEVER [EXPLETIVE DELETED] TALKS ABOUT IT. AND HIS CAMPAIGN STAFF NEVER [EXPLETIVE DELETED] TALKS ABOUT IT, EITHER. Getting these stories out of them is like pulling teeth. I mean. Geez. The guy once saved a freaking family of six from drowning, and I only found out about it third-hand.
The worst part? This modesty is all very Christian of Mitt Romney, so you feel bad about getting annoyed about it.