Cruz’s last stand:Ted Cruz thinks he’s a messiah,but he’s a pathetic dunce about to fall on his face
http://www.salon.com/2016/03/01/cruzs_last_stand_ted_cruz_thinks_hes_a_messiah_but_hes_a_pathetic_dunce_about_to_fall_on_his_face/
As always happens on those dating shows, Cruz can feel but not quite admit that the ax is coming and, in response, is getting rather thirsty. But he can’t take the voters back to the fantasy suite to show off what kind of weird sex stuff he’ll do for their love. Instead, he’ll do the equally cringe-worthy electoral equivalent meant to appeal to conservative voters: Imply, even more strongly than usual, that he is God’s Chosen One and that any failure to see that will mean you’ll be left behind when the Rapture comes....
Glenn Beck has been holding down the heaven end of the bargain, continuing to stump for Cruz by implying, strongly, that his preferred candidate was sent by God as a prophet. At an event in Oklahoma on Sunday, Beck went full dimestore preacher, telling audiences that “our guy has the best chance of winning, because we have the Almighty God on our side!”...
It’s an interesting question because, in his messianic belief that he is destined for the White House, Cruz stomped on and destroyed what looks to be every relationship he had on Capitol Hill. By all accounts, his fellow Republicans in Congress hate him, because he’s taken every single opportunity he can to make life harder for them. He refuses to cooperate with the rest of the party. He relishes opportunities to spit all over everyone else’s hard work and pet projects, certain that stepping on other people is the quickest way to the top. He doesn’t hesitate to stab a friend in the back, and, as a result, doesn’t really have any left....
Sadly for Cruz, however, there is no Alamo-style last stand possible here. It’s really victory or slinking back to the Senate with your tail between your legs, and after tonight, the latter will seem more certain than ever. His story is not tragic, but pathetic. It’s not the story of a great man brought low, but of a deluded man who has fallen on his face. He’s not Macbeth. He’s Malvolio from “Twelfth Night”, prancing around in his yellow stockings while public humiliation awaits. And like Malvolio, it couldn’t have happened to a nicer guy.
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