There’s something a bit “off” about Mitt Romney. He looks and sounds like a normal person, but you might say there’s a certain something missing. He seems hollow somehow.

Thanks to YouTube we’ve seen that Mitt Romney can movingly (and with the appearance of the deepest sincerity) express the exact opposite opinion from one he movingly expressed a few months before.

One could argue that this flip-floppery doesn’t set Romney apart from other politicians. But to me, Romney does seems different. His hollowness goes deeper, it’s more complete.

For example, what kind of a person puts a pet dog into a carrier, straps the carrier to the roof of the car, and then drives for 12 hours?

Yeah, according to the Boston Globe, that’s exactly what Romney did back in 1983. As if that wasn’t strange enough, the Boston Globe adds this disgusting but revealing detail:

As the oldest son, Tagg Romney commandeered the way-back of the wagon, keeping his eyes fixed out the rear window, where he glimpsed the first sign of trouble. ”Dad!” he yelled. ”Gross!” A brown liquid was dripping down the back window, payback from an Irish setter who’d been riding on the roof in the wind for hours.

As the rest of the boys joined in the howls of disgust, Romney coolly pulled off the highway and into a service station. There, he borrowed a hose, washed down Seamus and the car, then hopped back onto the highway.

I mean, I’m sure the station wagon was crowded, but who treats the family dog like a suitcase?