Maureen Dowd / The transformational wife
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WASHINGTON -- If you want to figure out why Newt Gingrich is still out there grasping for lost power, howling at the moon like King Lear, look to Callista.
You can find her anytime standing statue-still on stage next to Newt as he speaks, gazing at him with such frozen attentiveness that she could give a master class to Nancy Reagan.
Ann Romney often introduces her husband, chatting warmly about his uxorious virtues, and then disappears offstage or to the back of the stage while he talks. But the 45-year-old Callista has created an entirely new model for a spouse, standing mute in her primary color suits and triple-strand pearls looking at the 68-year-old Newt for the whole event, her platinum carapace inclined deferentially toward his shaggy gray mane.
"She's a transformational wife," Alex Castellanos, the Republican strategist, told me. "She's the wife who makes the candidate think he is destiny's gift to mankind, born to greater things."
While a trophy wife is admired by her man, the admiring eyes of a Transformational Wife are there to propel her man to the next level. And when a woman who wants to be a Transformational Wife merges with a man who calls himself a Transformational Figure, you can expect a narcissistic blastoff.
Mr. Castellanos weaves the common tale of a "great but frustrated" man: "The first wife, and often the second, do not grasp his brilliance or grandeur. The starter wives try to confine him in their small world. But his drive to fulfill his gargantuan potential is too powerful. He rebelliously breaks conventions.
"Then he finds the muse who sees him as he sees himself. He is a man of history and belongs to something larger. She agrees that his rejections have been the fault of the audience. They cannot stare into a light so bright. She directs and channels him, saying, 'This is what you have to do to achieve your destiny.'
"Now he is unleashed. The best and worst of him have been fed and watered."
The Republican establishment is chasing Newt around the country with a butterfly net. But when he looks into Callista's bright blue eyes, he's reminded of his adolescent dreams of exploring galaxies and saving civilization.
When Barack is cocky and looks at Michelle, he might see her thinking: "You're no messiah. Pick up your socks." But when Newt is cocky and looks at Callista, he sees her thinking: "You are the messiah. We'll have your socks bronzed."
Where Michelle sees herself as the puncturer of delusions, "the Department of 'Let's Get Real,' " as an aide called her, Callista reinforces Newt's delusion that he can be president -- even when the staff quit en masse last June because he put pampering her above campaigning.
First Published February 6, 2012 12:00 am
