I now know someone who is being swindled by Newt Gingrich's American Business Defense and Advisory Council malarky. He even bragged about how he'd be getting a replica of Newt's gavel. I honestly wanted to tell him what a scam it was, and how they'll offer it to anyone who's willing to give them money, but the guy was so excited that I didn't have the heart to tell him. The best I could do was muster a mild "wow, yeah" which didn't require me to lie. Even hearing him tell the lady on the phone how evil Obama is wasn't enough for me to want to burst his bubble.
I'm really much too kind of a person. Or perhaps that's cowardice, I'm not sure. Either way, I decided to let him have his fun and pray that he never decides to discuss politics with me. He really is a nice guy and I'm quite certain that I'd destroy him in a debate. That's a problem with life: The good guys don't want to rub it in, while the bad guys won't stop even when they're wrong.
And besides, if giving Newt money makes this guy feel better and he thinks he can afford it, then who am I to burst his bubble? Besides, that same money could have been used for evil, like giving it to an actual politician who might use it to hurt Democrats; rather than lining Newt's slimy pockets, so I guess that's a plus too.