Think about this. As long as Wyoming has been a state, it hasn’t mattered one iota what happened in their caucus. Heck, a caucus was simply a reason to get together in March and have a few beers and celebrate the coming spring.
It’s not a knock against them, it’s just nature. Being Wyoming, they couldn’t risk having a caucus in the middle of a January blizzard. And since barely anyone lives there, no candidates were coming to visit anyway. So they put some guy named "Joe" or "Steve" or "Sam" or something in charge of making sure ballots got printed. And Joe or Steve or Sam had to call a bunch of buddies, or just the same people from 4 years ago, and find a few houses willing to throw a few caucuses.
But not this year. All of a sudden, Wyoming’s 12 little delegates matter. And now you have a whole bunch of guys named Jack or Jim or something calling Joe saying, "Uh, I only have room in my living room for 12 people. On the latest evite, it says 237 people are coming…"
As my friend described it, it’s like being the kid in school who forgot about his science project, grabbed 5 leaves from outside and taped them to construction paper, only to find out everyone has to present in front of a live televised audience, and Hannah Montana and LeBron James are the judges.
Look at Texas, where the Democratic Party had weeks to see that there would be a huge turnout. Yet you have the biggest mess ever imagined, a caucus that people compared to a rodeo. You think those guys are the only ones who are going to be stuck with their pants caught in their lassos?
I mean, pretend you volunteered up to run your kid’s Little League tournament, and then 6 months later you find out the other teams will be from Iraq, Dubai, Pakistan, Iran, Venezuela and Saudi Arabia and the US teams will be coached by Brad Pitt, Bono, Rosie O’Donnel, David Duke and Louis Farrakhan. It’s not your fault. You aren’t prepared for this. It just is what it is.
So pity the poor guy running the Wyoming Caucus. And make sure you tune in.
