Senator Cruz has gone and got himself a Veep and the little men inside my TeeVee are nearly wetting themselves in their eagerness to be wicked about it. One reporter called it an "arranged marriage" between Ms. Fiorina and the Senator.
I've made no secret that I don't like any of the front-runners, or the next rank, or-- you get the picture. But for pity's sake, it's a pretty reasonable political move; I'm not a big fan of Ms. Fiorina (I liked Hewlett-Packard; I have my doubts about Agilent) but she made a creditable run for the big prize and is no less-qualified for second place than Senator Cruz is for the Presidency. (Neither one is especially qualified, if you ask me, a trait they share with Mr. Trump, Secretary Clinton and Senator Sanders -- but why ask me? Ain't you got an Internet and a mind of your own?)
Can't they just report the facts?
...No. They can't. Especially when it's the GOP.
I feel sorry for the Republican candidates, who never get a break from the lamestream media. If pity were votes, they'd be shoo-in; but I don't think that's a viable way to pick a Chief Executive, no more than the, "Vote for me even if you don't like my platform, because I can win," strategy three of the four front-runners are presently employing. (Or do Senators Sanders and Cruz no longer qualify as "front-runners?" Depends on who you ask.) What exactly do you win when you vote for a candidate whose positions you find repugnant?
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