OhMiGawd! Poor Bill Richardson! The man is sick, sick sick! So very unwell is he! He speaks s-l-o-w-l-y and with slurred speech. He walks s-l-o-w-l-y and needs to pause and rest every few inches. 'Course, my having a computer on phone dial-up service - with audio and video feeds powered by elderly snails on a rusty treadmill - ain't got nuthin' to do with it.
S-o-o-o, there's a disconnect between the person shown in the ads and the person seen in the debates. Mitt Romney, at least, has complementary images. To paraphrase Holly Golightly in Breakfast at Tiffany's, Romney's a real phony while Richardson is a phony phony.