#rsrh QotD, Hawaiian Good-Luck Symbol edition.

Jim Geraghty, towards some self-identified rubes (in this case, wealthy moderate Republicans turned off by THAT WOMAN) who just got the recent disappointing news that Chris Christie is not running for President:

Dear wealthy moderate Republicans: I mean no disrespect, as you’ve made more money than I’ll probably ever earn and you’re quite accomplished in your fields. And like you, I find Chris Christie to be a bold and inspiring leader, who makes a very intriguing option at the national level someday.

But not all of us are shocked and stunned about Obama’s class warfare and his demonization of you and the sense that he doesn’t think of himself as your president too. Some of us spent two years telling anyone who would listen that he was a lot more liberal than his bland, blank-slate rhetoric suggested. And was all of this worth it because you “couldn’t live” with Sarah Palin? Really? The prospect of having her living at the Naval Observatory was so epically offensive to your sensibilities that you really thought this, and all of the economic joy we’ve endured for the past 30 months, was the better option?

Mind you, I consider myself a moderate Republican on social issues (read: pro-SSM, pro-‘amnesty’), and I did my damnedest to get Palin (and her running mate) elected in 2008.  But I have to say: if the last three years are what happens when you let the people who clearly think of, and present, themselves as being the smartest people in the room actually run the country…

No.

Bad.

Stop.

Moe Lane