So … are we having fun yet?
I’ve been eating jambalaya and drinking with old friends visiting from the Netherlands tonight. We spoke of Ignatius J. Reilly. My No. 1 Son came to the table at some point and told us that Ted Cruz had dropped out of the race, and that the Republican Party belonged to Donald Trump.
We all looked at each other as if Mama June from Here Comes Honey Boo-Boo had walked over to the table and squeezed out a massive fart.
But you know, I don’t feel nearly as bad as most of my conservative friends do tonight. It’s been clear for a long time that this was coming. The Republican Party brought it all on itself; read this if you wonder why. If you are the sort of conservative who has given up political hope for this country, the Trumpening goes down much easier than it might otherwise.
The only question is, which fate will be worse for America: President Trump, or President H. Clinton? Honestly, I don’t know. But I think back to my own opinions last summer, laughing snottily about the idea that Trump could be the GOP nominee, and I think: you pinhead. You had no idea what was happening in your own country.
Buy Zippy comix and get ready for the Benedict Option, is what I’m telling you.