French Kiss

Over the weekend Bill Kristol, the editor of the Weekly Standard, had most talking heads aflutter by saying that he had persuaded an "impressive" person to run for president on the Independent ticket. Who was it ... Mitt Romney ... Paul Ryan ... Ben Sasse ... Tom Cotton ... Rick Perry ... Scott Walker ... Rick Santorum? Whether this end run was to insure that Hellery Clinton would win in November ... or that this band of desperadoes were just trying to cause no candidate to get enough Electoral College votes to win outright ... and thus the House of Representatives would then decide the election ... was the unclear motive. But Bill Kristol clearly has had a hair across his somewhere about Donald Trump winning the Republican nomination.

However, after a few days media tease, we just learned who this dark horse was ... David French, a conservative National Review writer, former Iraqi soldier and Tennessee lawyer... see: Daily Caller Article ... not exactly a household name. Matter of fact I strongly suspect that the person Kristol had in mind over the weekend got cold feet and Mr. French was a last minute substitute to save face. Now since any candidate needs to have a 15% national poll showing to get in the final debate programs, I suspect that Mr. French may have just had his fifteen minutes of fame ... ala Andy Warhol. This bit of snidery on my part is not meant to sully Mr. French, but I can't say the same for Bill Kristol who, to me, has finally stepped over the line into kookdom.

And he calls Donald Trump a "roaring jackass" ...