A problem emanating from believing anything that Newt Gringrich says is the probability of it being accurate is akin to having the winning lottery ticket. Last night, Newt’s boys and gals spread the world to all sectors of the media that the great man of red hair, Donald Trump was going to endorse the grinch for president. Of course, securing the approval of Donald is about as significant as receiving from one’s barber an endorsement concerning your hair.
Newt is miffed at the betrayal of Donald voting for Mitt. Mitt is beaming at the approval of Donald and most probably is now working furiously to secure the endorsement of the mouth that babbles in Minnesota– the Bachmann gal.
Alas, poor Newt, the ideas of February do not offer consolation as to your future.