PoliticsTed Cruz Endorsing Trump Is Your Daily Reminder That Everyone Caves Eventually
Sad! (No, really. This is pretty low.)
It was only a few short months ago, if you can believe it, that Ted Cruz was a viable presidential candidate, the last man standing in the way of the Republican Party willingly choosing a washed-up reality television star to be their nominee. Sensing victory at hand, though, Trump went all scorched-earth as soon as the primary became a two-man race. You may recall him bestowing a very unflattering nickname on the Texas senator, taking meme-based shots at his wife's appearance, and, oh by the way, insinuating that his father had helped to assassinate President Kennedy some five decades ago. Cruz tried out some zingers of his own, but in the end, "Your dad killed JFK" proved too much for the man to overcome.
Quite sensibly, Cruz did not find this very amusing or aboveboard. When it came time for him to speak at the Republican National Convention, he pointedly refused to even say Trump's name, instead encouraging those in attendance to "vote their conscience" and then scurrying offstage to a chorus of bewildered boos.
Many people, including yours truly, rushed to declare Cruz's stunt a smart, savvy move. By refusing to endorse Trump, who he correctly predicted would continue his campaign of delusional demagoguery into the general election, Cruz positioned himself as the one viable 2016 candidate who could remind prospective voters in 2020 that he had steadfastly refused to cede the moral high ground.
This plan was all well and good, until…last Saturday.
Yeesh. Ted Cruz endorsed the candidacy—twice—of a man who called him a liar, his wife ugly, and his dad a murderer, immediately going from 2020 frontrunner to Chris Christie 2.0, the walking, talking, breathtakingly craven embodiment of dashed political aspirations. Maybe they can commiserate on the next fast food run or something.