The Mormon in the attic

Amid the forests of reportage on the US primaries there remains the odd journalistic gem, a flash of inspiration that has somehow survived the relentless trudge from one state to the next. Here is the excellent Gerard Baker explaining the sense of disquiet I feel whenever I see Mitt Romney:

Mr Romney, an immaculately coiffed and coutured 60-year old with a beguiling smile and a dreamy look, is a kind of Dorian Gray figure. But somewhere in an attic there must be a portrait of him that reflects the intellectual contortions, moral compromise and shameless dishonesty that has characterised his bid for the presidency.

The rest of the article is a treat too.