So, Frothy goes down. (Which, truth be told, is not usually how he rolls.)
And thus we have the last joke about Rick Santorum and certain sexual practices which some people might find offensive. Until, of course, he does something else that drives us all bonkers. Or signs a book deal. Or becomes a paid consultant for Fox News. (Good God — the man is going to make BANK after this winter of GOP activist discontent.)
Seriously, nobody should shed a tear for Rick here. The dude kept the torch alive for the hard-right wingnuts for three months longer than, by the merits, he should have. I mean, the man was absolutely nowhere at Thanksgiving. Disappointing Iowa performance, non-factor in New Hampshire, blow-out at hands of Gingrich in South Carolina, and… scene. That was the prevailing theory. But Tea Party types latched onto him like a raft after the previous torchbearers — Bachmann, Cain, Perry — flamed out spectacularly.
Trouble was, however, that he was never meant to be a Tea Party fave — as fully explained post-jump, which also includes a proper sendoff to our dear, departed nutcase, Rick Santorum.