Poor Mitt Romney. He’ll do or say anything to make the cool kids in [fill in state name] like him.
So, in Michigan — a state that should already know him and like him since he was born and raised there by its thrice-elected governor — he says, “I love this state. It seems right here. Trees are the right height.” And “I like seeing the lakes. I love the lakes.” And “I love cars.” Romney barely won.
Hoping to sway hearts in Tennessee, Romney Mel Torme’d his way through the theme song of “Davy Crockett.” The lyrics to the old television show begin with “Born on a mountaintop in Tennessee.” At least it wasn’t “America the Beautiful” again. Still, it didn’t work. Rick Santorum beat him by nine points in Tuesday’s primary.
And now, Romney is in Mississippi trying his best to fit in.
“Morning, y’all,” he told the folks gathered at a town hall meeting in Jackson this morning. He actually wasn’t bad saying it. Where he ran into trouble was what he said next. “I got started right this morning with a biscuit and some cheesy grits,” he declared.
Here’s the problem. No one says “cheesy grits.” It’s “cheese grits.”
And as @SleepyPablo correctly pointed out to me on Twitter, “Who eats one biscuit . . .?”
This fits an unfortunate and uncomfortable pattern of Romney saying things he thinks will endear him with his audience or show that he’s down with the people. I’m thinking of the time heposed for photos with a group African American children in Jacksonville, Fla., four years ago.
“Who let the dogs out”? Seriously?!
At an event with Mississippi Gov. Phil Bryant (R) the day before, Romney called out a fella named Garrett Jackson, who he said was “turning me into an unofficial Southerner.” With a flub like “cheesy grits,” he shouldn’t be surprised if the voters of Mississippi decide to keep him unofficial on Tuesday.