James Wolcott explains:
How tiresome, and yet how completely in character, for Newt to profane the lazy-ass patriotic splendor of America’s beloved summertime holiday (referring the Independence Day tea parties–ed.) with a lame-ass recruiting effort with him as bandleader. Newt’s co-optation of the Fourth won’t impinge upon me, since I will be spending the holiday as I always do, letting my eyes light up with wonder at the glory and majesty of a great tradition.
The thing about Newt is, no matter how big a crock you think he is, he never fails to outperform.