I have lately been trying to analyze my deep seated despising of Mitt Romney. This isn’t about policy, because there are many Republicans that I respect, listen to, and understand their positions. When I hear or listen to Romney, my stomach turns and I want to rip my skin off. This is a pretty intense reaction to have and as much as I find Gingrich’s policy positions reprehensible and actually disgusting, he doesn’t create this reaction within me.
I know nothing about Mitt Romney outside of what a very aware news and political junky knows. He is a Mormon and child of some privilege. He has been a successful private equity investor and an average politician. He and I literally have nothing environmental in common. I can only dream of being accepted to and able to afford Harvard Business School, I enjoy equity investment more than private equity, and I wouldn’t know what to do with $250 million if I had it.
The unfortunate kinship I feel with Mitt Romney comes from what I perceive as his intense desire to be liked. I imagine him in his bus or hotel room with his metaphorical finger in the air trying to gauge what way the wind is currently blowing. His campaign didn’t go insanely negative until he felt threatened and realized voters might like other people more than him. Romney then went full Dresden on Gingrich in what may turn out to be somewhat of a Pyrrhic victory for the Republican party.
Romney’s intense desire to be liked has lead him to change nearly every position he has ever held, do things and act in ways that seem completely forced and unnatural (his rendition of America the Beautiful in response to Obama’s spontaneous channeling of Al Green, and just about every joke he has ever tried to make – Lucille Ball references! Really?), and his generally stiff, unwarm (he’s not really cold) manner.
You’re probably wondering where all this is going. If you know me recently, I have tendencies to be abrasive, dickish, outspoken, and disliked by probably 90% of the people I have ever met (justifiably and unjustifiably). When I see Mitt Romney, though, he reminds me of who I used to be. I grew up in a very middle class manner. I never wanted for everything, but I definitely did not have the key to every door. I moved to a new community when I was five and spent the rest of my childhood wearing my heart on my sleeve, getting horribly made fun and wanting nothing more than to be liked by anybody. I became socially calculating out of desperation.
I can vividly remember plenty of times when I would literally force myself into the lunch table with the “cool” kids that I wanted to be part of so desperately, only to sit there and be tortured and made fun of. Why would anybody do this? I would attempt to socially destroy anybody who was actually less popular than me in order to somehow get into the good graces of those deemed more “cool” than me. When kids would tell me to get lost and call me names, I would ask the one person in their group that had some speck of a conscience if he wanted me to leave, knowing he didn’t quite have the cruelty of the others to say so. I suffered many intense humiliations all because I wanted to be liked. My desperation lead me to be socially calculating in ways that make me hate myself.
It wasn’t really until my senior year of college that I became the version of myself that I am today. The outspoken, confident, take-no-prisoners, self-aware person with iron-clad convictions. This hasn’t necessarily made me any more friends than I previously had, but when you start from zero, everything is a gain.
Looking back, if I had done everything differently, I still wouldn’t have had friends. My social environment was one that was too small for there to be enough cliques for everyone. My being an outsider to a community full of townies meant that that is forever who I would be, an outsider.
Now back to Romney. When I see Romney at debates, on the stump, or in an interview, I see way to many aspects of old-me. He wants to be liked so badly that he’ll do whatever it takes – destroy other candidates in any way possible, say what he thinks others want to hear, basically reconfigure any belief he might have previously had prior to the campaign – to be become more popular among the Republican party. There is nothing Romney won’t do to get your vote.
I realize that Romney is a politician and he is campaigning and part of campaigning is to get people to like you. To me that means it’s your job to persuade and bring people to your side through sound logic and reason. Romney seems to be doing the opposite. Instead of persuading others to his position, he is constantly changing his position to match theirs. This isn’t the fine tuning or slight adjustments that normal adults make when they learn more or life changes. Romney makes wholesale changes.
It’s this behavior that gives me the taste of bile in the back of my mouth. Looking back, I hate how desperate I was to be liked. I hate the things I did to other kids in order to try to get ahead of them socially. I hated that I had no standards which I held onto no matter what. When I see the same behavior in Romney, I don’t understand how anybody could ever vote for him, knowing that whatever he is currently telling you could easily be something different tomorrow. His demeanor and approach to people, his policy positions, his method of competing with others. Everything that I would want to be somewhat confident in as my leader is completely lacking. Romney and I disagree on just about every policy position, but I disagree with many people politically. With Romney, everything he is presenting is a façade, a lie in order to get me to vote for him. When he’s in office, who knows what he’ll be like.
If all I knew about Romney was his similarities to childhood me, that would be more than enough to know I could never vote for him. Desperation turns people ugly. It didn’t make me an attractive person as a kid, and it doesn’t make Romney attractive as an adult. As a child, I wasn’t aware enough to step back and see myself like I do today. Romney, however, is an adult and should be fully capable of doing so which means he doesn’t either because he is unable to, or, even worse, he is the way he is by choice. I don’t think anybody would ever vote for childhood me, so I can’t understand why people would do so with Romney, even if you agree with his most recent reincarnation.