CAN WE PLEASE GET THIS OVER WITH NOW?

I speculated a lot about what might happen yesterday, just like every other politicized idiot, but I got closest when I was saying that the Romney Death Star was in the process of burying Santorum in ads, on the way to inevitable victory. Really, that's how it's going to go from now on -- I don't care how inspiring Gingrich and Santorum are in this or that Super Tuesday state; the Romney team is going to spend what it takes to -- just barely -- get his sorry ass over the finish line.

It's fun to watch Romney squirm, and I suppose it's worthwhile to root for a prolonged, awkward, gaffe-generating struggle, but my desire for that outcome is tempered by how sick of it I am, and how unlikely it is to change the outcome. I may not be able to hold myself to this, but I'm going to try to pledge not to take seriously any scenario that doesn't end in a non-brokered Romney victory. I'm going to watch Newt and Rick try to beat Mitt up in the Super Tuesday states (and land as many punches on each other as they do on Mitt); I'm going to take notice when Friess and Adelson write more zillion-dollar checks (if they're so stupid, why are they rich? do you get to stop needing to make good judgments once you're a billionaire?). I'm just going to work hard not to take any of it seriously. This is over.