Saint Robert of Heinlein (PBUH) taught us that surly curmudgeons, suspicious and short on altruism, were more comfortable neighbors than what we today would call progressives. But I suspect even RAH never expected that we curmudgeons would be surrounded by progs as deeply as we are today.
I understand the frustration of the multitudes who chant, “Trump, Trump, Trump” and call for America to be made great again.
What they don’t seem to understand is that, in Cruz, they would have a President who would restore the Constitution to its rightful place in our polity, and in doing so, would restore whatever “greatness” has been lost in the Obama years. Trump has made it abundantly clear that he’s rarely, if ever, even looked at the document.
Personally, I don’t think America has lost any greatness whatsoever. We are still the shining city on a hill that Reagan reminded us we were (else, why does everyone still want to come here?). We need to recognize that our abysmal class of political “elites” is not reflective of America as a whole; and, while it was ever thus, it seems only in the last half century or so that the “elites” have stopped paying even so much as lip service to the contrary.
There is truly nothing wrong with America that the sudden removal of several hundred men and women from Washington, D.C., wouldn’t solve. Unfortunately, the idea of voting from the rooftops leaves a bad taste in the mouth. And those stains are hell to get out of the carpet.