Newt, the movie.

If I were making a film about Newt Gingrich, I would borrow a character and his actor from the Movie The caine Mutiny. The actor, Humphrey Bogart. The character, Lieutenant Commander Phillip Francis Queeg.

Queeg was a certified paranoid possessed with micro managing his ship’s less important tasks. Absorbed in self-important, intensely mistrustful, and hopelessly inept. Possibly lost in the throws of senility. For sure not aware of his surroundings and basically clueless. Maybe something like the great French police detective, Jacques Clouseau. Bumbling, fumbling, and out of touch.

Only he, the Queeg character and Gingrich see themselves in a self-ascribed position of command. Others around them see a pitiful retch destine for self-destruction. Almost as if living in a bubble as did the Emperor as described in the “Emperor’s Clothes.” Attempting to live an illusion that only they could see. Others view Queeg and Gingrich with the naked truth.

Anyway, Gingrich could easily be characterized as shifty eyed, vain, narcissistic, and a guy you wouldn’t want to split a pizza with. He would certainly ask you, “Where’s your pizza?” A real junkyard dog of a friend.