But for very brief, silly crushes on John Anderson, Paul Tsongas and Bruce Babbitt that I blame on the callowness of youth, I’ve never really fallen in love with a politician. Even the best of them will look people in the eye and lie with utter conviction and absolute sincerity, even as they glibly betray principles they claim to uphold and sell their believers down the river. So, I find my conservative friends’ current infatuation with Paul Ryan as mystifying as my liberal friends’ adulation of Obama four years ago. Pick one to vote for, by all means, but don’t give your heart away, people.