Why I love the Clint thing.
They were so cynical that they thought all they needed to do was let the Heir-Apparent-to-John-Wayne riff a few minutes about the American Spirit while hitting a few key talking points and all of Dirty Harry's Testosterone-y Machismo would put it in the bag for Mitt. I was a tad nervous, because I like Clint and most everyone respects him. He isn't what one would call a Tea Party-Type, so it could've worked because people are just that stupid.
What they got instead was a cranky senior citizen who was way out of his league when it comes to comedy improvisation, which would have been bad enough at "Ha-Ha's" in Boise, but was definitely an ABSOLUTE NO NO at a prestige event like the RNC. What could've been Mitt's moment became overshadowed by political theater. It was almost as bad as if Tom Cruise had come out and pulled an Oprah-on-the-couch.
It's funny how they trust Hollywood, but only when it suits them. They wanted "The Man with No Name." Instead, they got that awful old man from "Gran Torino."