It's farewell, then, to the big, brainy and boisterous Newt Gingrich, who's expected to drop out of the race within the week and endorse Mitt Romney. After a short-lived stratospheric rise in the opinion polls came an almighty crash: heavy and humiliating defeat after heavy and humiliating defeat in the contest to become the Republican Party's nominee to take on Barack Obama. Tuesday's "un-Super Tuesday" contests - probably the most significant day of polling thus far behind the real Super Tuesday - saw poor old Newt suffering large losses in all five primaries he contested - Connecticut, New York, Pennsylvania, Rhode Island, and the "last chance saloon" of Delaware. Failure to win, or at least come close to winning, in Delaware would force a reassessment of Gingrich's candidacy, he suggested. A 30-point rogering by Mitt Romney meant the day of reckoning had arrived in all its indignity and finality.
Romney blew Gingrich out of the water in all five contests, as expected, taking him up to 844 delegates, enjoying an insurmountable lead as he edges ever closer to the magic 1,144 delegates, the number needed to officially lock up the nomination (although Romney already had it locked up before Gingrich's announcement). Gingrich ought really to have bowed out some time around Mitt Romney's thumping victory in Florida in January; as such, he won only two states, the early contest of South Carolina, and his home state of Georgia. He amassed 137 delegates in total. His campaign was deflated and indebted. And now it's over.
Throughout this campaign, I couldn't help but have something of a soft spot for Newt Gingrich. He was extremely well-versed in history, an "ideas man", throwing out bruising political punches and rhetorical tour-de-forces when the occasion demanded. It's perhaps no coincidence his campaign immediately started to flag when the number of live debates tapered off. For being sent to the back of Air Force One, he threw a tantrum and closed down the federal government. While he was investigating Bill Clinton's sexual proclivities, he was conducting his own illicit affair with the woman who would become his third wife while he was still married to his second wife. He wanted a colony on the Moon and lasers in space. He was the only Speaker of the House of Representatives to be formally disciplined for ethics violations. He had a gargantuan opinion of himself, self-identifying as a world historical figure, called forth by the sirens of history and contingency and necessity to do duty his by America and save it from the pernicious forces of liberalism and moral relativism. He was real, and authentic, and flawed; that was part of his problem. He was the striding definition of political baggage, the butt and punchline to too many jokes, the source of a veritable gamut of gloriously wacky and outlandish quotes.
Now we must mentally turn to, and prepare ourselves for, the clash of Romney versus Obama. The only things most people remember about Mitt Romney are that he's rich, enjoys firing people, and had a dog who exploded excrement all over the Romneys' windshield when the unfortunate mutt was placed atop the family saloon and driven to Canada. In his speech Tuesday night, Romney had a good, memorable line: "It's still about the economy, and we're not stupid." He'll need more of those. Perhaps he could turn to Newt Gingrich for advice.





