Adios, Marco

Down in flames he goes. I never had much hope for Marco Rubio, anyway, and I'm pretty sure he's going to get his ass stomped on Super Tuesday II—quite possibly even in his home state of Florida. Rubio has run a bland, feckless, often tone-deaf campaign; he tossed aside an immigration-related promise some time ago, angering his faithful, and the delegate math simply isn't breaking in his favor. This NYT article may as well be Rubio's epitaph.

Perhaps this just isn't his time. Rubio is younger than I am, after all; he has many years ahead of him. He'll live to fight another day, once the current crowd of septuagenarian assholes has left the stage to go drool in a corner somewhere.

I fully expect Rubio (and Kasich) to drop out after Super Tuesday II. If Trump ends up the nominee, I don't expect Rubio to support him. Rubio might support Ted Cruz, though, if Cruz somehow clinches the nomination. We'll see. Always in motion is the future.


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