When I promised an insult a day for Completely Wrong Mitt (for his insults to The 47 Percent) between now and the election, I knew instantly where to start: Monty Python (adapted to the occasion).
King Mitt: I am your king.
Woman: Well I didn't vote for you.
King Mitt: You don't vote for kings.
Woman: Well how'd you become king then?
[Angelic music plays... ]
King Mitt: The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. THAT is why I am your king.
Serf: [interrupting] Listen, strange women lyin' in ponds distributin' swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony. You can't expect to wield supreme executive power just because some watery tart threw a sword at you.
(Courtesy of The 47 Percent. Thanks to the imdb.)
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