The Mitt Romney-Evander Holyfield fight. One of the most disturbing spectacles I have ever seen.

Things to note:

30 second mark: Ann Romney wearing a Batman cap sideways trying to pull off the boxing groupie cosplay.

1:49 mark: Evander Holyfield makes his appearance looking far to authentic and majestic to be associated with this garbage.

3:16 mark: Mitt removes his robe revealing a suit and tie underneath it.

3:25 mark: They strip the suit and tie leaving Romney shirtless.

6:44 mark: The "fight" starts.

9:43 mark: After touching Holyfield with his outsized gloves like a man engaged in a tickle fight, Romney "knocks" Holyfield down.

10:03 mark: The Romney corner throws in the towel and the "fight" comes to an end. And not a minute too soon.

Okay here's the thing, I KNOW this was supposed to be for charity. And I know it supposedly raised a million dollars.

But I also know that the money went to something called CharityVision which is run by Romney's son Josh.

I also know that Romney could have reached into the back pocket of his faded jeans and simply handed the charity that same amount from his small change purse.

And he could have done that without acting like a fool and taking a giant dump all over the great sport of boxing. A sport that I used to really love.

Watching Romney throw those baby like punches was painful for me to watch. I have seen kittens leisurely swatting at floating dust particles that have more power than Romney demonstrated.

But even worse than that was watching the once great, and I mean GREAT, Evander Holyfield pretend that he also could not throw an effective punch and then take that dive in the second round.

That hurt my heart.

Look I've fought in the ring, and I've trained fighters. I know how much dedication it takes to develop those skills, to build your endurance, and to overcome your trepidation over stepping into a canvas ring that you may end up being carried out of at the end of the fight.

I will hand it to Mittens, he looked fit. But he had no business doing something like this.

Due to our knowledge of the massive head trauma suffered by boxers, the rise of MMA style fighting, and the diminishing interest from the public, boxing is on its death bed.

But it certainly did not need Mitt "Money bags" Romney to deliver such an ugly kidney punch before it breathes its last.

There I've had my say.

If batshit crazy Michelle Bachmann were batshit crazy enough to challenge Al Franken for his Senate seat she would be crushed into actual bat shit. (I'm sorry bat guano.)

Courtesy of Public Policy Polling:  

PPP’s new survey of Minnesota voters finds Al Franken comfortably leading all potential challengers. Franken leads Michele Bachmann 55% to 38%. He leads Jason Lewis by 54% to 37%. Franken bests Republican Mike McFadden 51%-36%. He leads Julianne Ortman 52%-35%. Julie Rosen trails Franken 36%-52%. Rounding out the bunch, Rich Stanek faces a 36%-51% deficit against the Senator. 

Franken himself is popular, with a 51% approval rating to 42% disapproval. Bachmann is deeply unpopular, at 34% favorable, 60% unfavorable and 7% not sure. 

“Al Franken has proven to be a pretty popular Senator,” said Dean Debnam, President of Public Policy Polling. “Add to that a relatively weak Republican bench in Minnesota and he’s looking like a clear favorite for reelection.”

Okay look here's the plan.

We need to surreptitiously contact some of the Tea Party groups and convince them that this PPP poll was fixed to show that Bachmann has no chance against Franken because the liberals are afraid that if she ran against him she would beat him hands down. 

Then we simply need to send e-mails of support to Bachmann telling her how she is the ONLY Representative in Minnesota worth a damn and that she should really be in the Senate. (Oh and send some to Marcus telling him that the choices for Senate interns are far cuter than the left over ones that end up working for the Congress.)

Then we need to get a HUGE bowl of popcorn and watch the show, because I cannot think of ANYTHING that I would rather see than Al Franken crushing Michele Bachmann like a crazy eyed bug meeting a semi truck windshield at 60 miles per hour.

No seriously, I think it can work! Don't you?