Ronald Reagan ... Harry Truman ... John F. Kennedy ... Popeye the Sailor Man.

Mitt Romney positively cited only the first three from that list of luminaries during his nomination-acceptance speech Thursday night.

But he invoked that fourth figure last Sunday, telling Fox News: “Remember that Popeye line — ‘I am what I am and that’s all what I am.’ ”

OK, so Romney should have said, “I yam what I am ...”

And he should have capped Thursday night’s convention finale in Tampa with: “That’s all I can stands, I can’t stands no more!”

But if you still haven’t warmed up to Romney, ponder his admirable affinity for that spunky seafarer — the quintessential 20th century American hero whose sterling examples include: personal nutrition (“I’m strong to the finish, cause I eats me spinach), repeated refusals to back down from Bluto’s aggressions, gallant Naval service in World War II and relentless attempts to win ever-fickle Olive Oyl’s heart.

And while lamenting our lack of a President Popeye option, ponder what these catch phrases — and the cartoon characters they epitomize — would bring to a White House race:

“Yabba-Dabba-Do!”Fred Flintsone: Infectious enthusiasm and everyman charm could help bridge deep bipartisan divides. But as a member of the Quarry Workers’ Union, he probably opposes right-to-work laws.

“Jane, stop this crazy thing!”George Jetson: Apt plea to halt the rapid rise of our record national debt, which will soon hit $16 trillion.

“Oh, you wascally wabbit!”Elmer Fudd: Panders to hunters’ zeal for preserving their Second Amendment right to bear assault weapons, hand grenades and rocket launchers.

“What’s up, Doc?”Bugs Bunny: Could elicit more expert input from physicians as we struggle to find an antidote for the unaffordable Affordable Care Act.

“Hey, hey, hey!”Fat Albert: Appeals to our better natures by accentuating the positive.

“I’ll gladly pay you on Tuesday for a hamburger today,”Wimpy: Reflects the reckless mindset behind the rampant deficit spending that is accelerating us toward a fiscal train wreck.

“You’re dethpicable!”Daffy Duck: Echoes the petulant name-calling tone that increasingly poisons political discourse.

“There’s no need to fear, Underdog is here!” Underdog: Inspires the masses’ confidence, a la FDR’s epic “We have nothing to fear but fear itself.”

“Beep, beep,” Roadrunner: Succinct refrain from a consistent winner known for scant talk and rapid action.

“Sufferin’ succotash!”Sylvester the Cat: Expression of frustration strikes a chord with folks fed up with the failures of both parties to keep their promises.

“I tawt I thaw a puddycat,”Tweety Bird: Exemplifies widespread realization of ephemeral, lurking menaces at home and abroad.

“Hokie smokes!” Rocket J. Squirrel: Justified exclamation at the dire nature of our economic plight.

“Hey, Rocky, watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat,”Bullwinkle J. Moose: Sounds like politicians — from both parties — who preposterously propose easy solutions to difficult problems.

“I hates varmints!” Yosemite Sam: Symbolizes the divisive politics of demonization.

“Don’t have a cow, man!”Bart Simpson: Reminds us that things could be worse.

“Here I come to save the day!” Mighty Mouse: Reassures voters that help is on the way.

“Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!”Woody Woodpecker: A grand, one-size-fits-all debate comeback line when your opponent confuses you with the facts.

“Cowabunga, dude!”Michelangelo of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: More contagious optimism, a la Fat Albert and Hubert Humphrey.

“Sharrup you mouth!” Boris Badenov: Another know-nothing debate rejoinder.

“Oh, barnacles!”Spongebob Squarepants: Another frustration proclamation.

“I’m smarter than the average bear,” Yogi Bear: All-too-familiar boast from politicians who forget that telling us how smart they are isn’t smart.

“You eediot!”Ren of “Ren and Stimpy”: Another blunt debate putdown designed to avert the need for serious discussion of complex issues.

“Uh, hey baby,”Butt-head (of “Beavis and Butt-head”): A crude appeal for the women’s vote.

And lest you take offense at the notion of a Popeye-Underdog dream ticket, or at the unseemly — and unsettling — realities of American politics, focus on this closing caveat:

“That’s a joke, son,”Foghorn Leghorn.

Frank Wooten is assistant editor of The Post and Courier. His email is