I don't suppose it's possible to perform a post-mortem on CPAC; you can't technically conduct an autopsy on a zombie, can you? It's already dead. The question is not what killed it, but what keeps it groaning, ambulatory, and desperate to eat the brains it no longer possesses. As it clearly is desperate to do.
You can develop new analytic tools, I guess, such as the identification of the "Palindrone," which may be defined as the same goofy shite spelt backwards today the way it was spelt forwards in 2008.
Or else, if you have a lot of lube, credulity, and advanced yoga training, you can comport yourself as Patterico does, and reassure yourself through Internet Forensics and sticking your head up your ass that the Deep Reason blacks didn't vote for Romney was the Democrats' habit of "blaming the white people." Coordinated efforts to suppress the black vote were irrelevant; and also too, huckster panels where books are hawked promoting the idea that once black people realize that Jim Crow was a Democrat idea, and so Senator Bilbo = Barack Obama, aren't a symptom of some wider malignant idiocy.
And then there is this always comical mangy cur scavenging 'round for scraps at the Free-Market offal-pits: among other miseries, he yips that "Contrary to what the New York Times would have you believe, conservatives occasionally take time out from their usual business — hate, greed, and war — to laugh, sing, and dance."
Oh, gross. I bet Paul Ryan is the first one to knock back a few Bud Lite Platinums, stick a feather in his ass, and belt out a falsetto rendition of "Hello Dolly."
Beyond that, Robert Stacy McCain is as universally desired in a social setting as is Grima Wormtongue on a bad day for his halitosis.
Anyway, the real reason the Conservative Movement is floundering? It contains conservatives.