I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that Rick Perry is toast. This really isn’t that risky a position, and here’s why:
Both Perry and Mitt Romney have big war chests, but ever since Golden Boy And Possible Vice-Presidential Candidate Chris Christie endorsed Romney, the establishment Republicans have been falling into line.
The logic was clear all along. Presidential elections⎯because there is no way that only two contestants can make three hundred million people happy⎯have always been about holding your nose and voting for the person whose face on the TV is least likely to make you toss your Hamburger Helper for the next four years.
Perry has a dedicated and feverish following, but it’s small in proportion to the noise it makes. There’s no way he’ll appeal to moderates, who tend to look askance at any person who truly believes the world was formed six thousand years ago, and that mankind lived, Flintstone-like, alongside the dinosaurs. Leader of the country? No way.
Romney is universally detested by his party, but his very flip-floppiness, currently being condemned, will be his strength in the general election. Nobody trusts him as a conservative, so what’s to prevent him from flip-flopping leftward once nominated, thus attracting the all-important middle? Republican money people know he’s a chameleon, and being pragmatists, they know only a chameleon can win. If they get on his bandwagon now, they’ll own him early. As Don Corleone used to say, this is business, not personal.
The nutty right will hold their noses and vote for the wishy-washy quasi-Christian apostate because the alternative⎯four more years with the Muslim⎯is even more horrifying. Moderates don’t hate Obama, but would vote for him out of fear were Perry the standard-bearer.
That’s my take, anyway. Correct me if I’m wrong.