That is exactly what happened;
Ron Paul, 2008 GOP California Primary debate at Reagan's library.
Anderson Coopers asks McCain, Romney, Huckleberry, and Paul the fair but loaded question, "Tell us why YOU are best suited to RUN THE US ECONOMY."
McCain inspired us all by admitting that he 'got C's in economics...but I know enough to get by.'
Romney not only embraced the question, but met it with candy and flowers. He was giddy to finally be given the chance to tell us all how he would lead the US down the shitter hole as Czar of The Economy, following the failed Soviet Union.
Hucklberry...who cares what he said, it was unmemorable as always, but along the same lines.
By the time Ron Paul spoke, it was way too late, the GOP had totally self destructed in front of the nation, leaving no semblance of any core belief other than they wanted the power to rule the CronyFest on the Potomac for fun and profit.
Paul literally said "Huh? What are you all talking about? This is not the former Soviet Union. It is not the proper function of the POTUS to 'run the economy.' And kind of just shook his head in disgust. I think he knew the GOP was finished in that moment.
...and the three front runners just grinned at Ron Paul like he was the f'n idiot. Anderson Cooper was grinning like the cat that just ate the canary. It was a fair question; they didn't have to run chin first into it like dolts, but they did. Only Ron Paul gave any kind of an answer I'd associate with an America worth more than pure contempt.
America is a shithole full of complete fucking idiots these days. We are well on our way to the trash heap of history, along with the balance of the global tribal mess. America has become a joke best stepped around, like road kill on the highway. Not that there is a new #1.
But it is what it is.
America used to be something, it used to mean something, it used to stand for something. We can all only read about that America. It is today an elite crust of spineless Ivy League goo that takes America's very best and uses them poorly in long drawn out half--adventures overseas-- far in excess of the duration even of a global WWII -- running around Iraq or Afghanistan making hovels bounce and not really meaning it, just to finally pull the latest VietNam: "Sorry, we really didn't mean what we said, but thanks for the expensive free-fire training exercise--" on the way out of Dodge, spouted by its very worst, safely from the bistros of Georgetown until they can dream up their next cluster fuck on a stick for a buck.
I just read an email back from an A10 pilot flying in Afghanistan. Can you tell?