Dear Little Teddy Cruz,
You can kiss your political ass goodbye.
When you had a moment to rise up and to man up like Ronald Reagan did in 1976, you chose to be a child. You proved that you are a conservative fraud. You are nothing but a sniveling pimple of a man who puts yourself before your country.
I should have known better than to fall for your shit.
When people like radio talk show preacher Glenn Beck, alcoholic and apparently mentally ill radio talk show, sucked up to you and by all accounts blew over a half million dollars kissing your ass and supporting you, I should have known you weren't all that and a bag of chips.
But you did prove you are a bag of cow chips. But you aren't all that.
Little Dickie Cruz, I know you are frustrated. The self-righteous, holier-than-thous have that problem. And like your suckup, Glenn Beck, you are a condescending asshole who might be right, but you don't need to insult us by acting like God gave you the right to be number one and that we had to accept that only you could possibly be right.
In 2016, Donald Trump won 37 states. He won more votes than any other Republican ever. He's nasty and vile and arrogant and his lips pucker like he has sucker's cramp. He is crass and egotistical and he apparently has something you will never have - a message that works and an understanding of the political climate in which we find ourselves. You are tone deaf and arrogant. You are insulting and condescending. You are this year's Napoleon who couldn't beat a guy who has negative ratings as high as Hillary Clinton. Whereas Donald Trump went after border invaders and had the audacity to tell the truth even if it offended, you were simply offensive.
So on this night you had a chance to gain the height of a man without the aid of a stepstool behind the podium, you choose instead to spit your carrots as you were feasting on yourself in a high chair with a bib and a plat full of crow with carrots on the side. You could have sampled a bit of crow, acted like a man, and simply uttered the words "I support Donald Trump".
You didn't.
Reports from the auditorium after your bitch act indicate your wife had to be escorted from the auditorium by security and that Republican officials were in your face and tearing you to shreds.
I can guarantee you, Little Bitch Teddy, that you have seen nothing yet. In 2018, you will be a former Senator and you can whine your way to the 10 radio stations that will carry Glen Beck by that time. You can huddle up with the self-righteous and have a pity party and rest easy that you rested on your principles (Glenn Beck has 20,000 principles, 5,000 values, 18 wet dreams about talking to God, and $100 blue jeans that are made in America).
You disgust me. I was expecting that you'd hold true to your faith and values, but that you'd at least conclude as has I that the election of Hillary Clinton would be so much worse than a Trump Presidency since Hillary Clinton is an enemy of the Founding Document being a communist, a progressive, a socialist, or a heinz 57 nasty snatch of all three.
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