As you probably already know, Ms. Jennifer Rubin (one of the many neocon throw-pillows with which Fred Hiatt decorates the op-ed page of the Washington Post) has recently been stunned to discover that her Republican party is full of... Republicans!
Shitty, shitty Republicans.
Neither Pence nor Gingrich is going to help TrumpHeartbreaking, I know.
Trump, then, has the opportunity to demonstrate his judgment is just as horrible as his critics say by picking Gingrich. He alternatively can pick someone, who by many voters’ reckoning, would be far superior to him for the presidential slot. He could always pick someone else entirely (the compliant New Jersey Gov. Chris Christie). But let’s remember: This is akin to picking the pattern for the drapes on the Titanic. No VP pick can compensate for Trump’s glaring weaknesses.
But now that she has gotten over her initial shock, J-Rub has a plan. She and a handful of noble Conservative Never Trump thought leaders will wait out the end of the world and then, after the smoke clears and the dust settles and the cliches are boxed back up again, will emerge from their hideaway and take over the world:
It is nevertheless telling that the most impressive Republicans and military vets whose names have been bandied about want no part of the Trump circus. They are smart enough to know that the ticket in all likelihood will lose and that the association with Trump will be a career-ender. It will be conservatives who declined to run or even endorse Trump who will gain the admiration of their fellow Republicans and keep their political futures alive.Which, now that I think about it, sounds remarkably like this guy's plan for "Helter Skelter":
One hundred forty-four thousand would be the membership of the Family when, in Helter Skelter's aftermath, it would emerge from "the bottomless pit" to rule. "It would be our world then. There would be no one else, except for us and the black servants."