It’s not over ’til the blonde lady barks

Republican presidential candidate Sen. Ted Cruz (R-TX) speaks during his election night watch party at the Crowne Plaza Downtown Union Station on May 3, 2016 in Indianapolis, Indiana. Cruz lost the Indiana Primary to his rival Republican presidential candidate Donald Trump.

OK, I’m sorry for the headline. But let me run something by you.

You have heard by now that Donald Trump won the Indiana GOP primary, and drove Sen. Ted Cruz out of the race.

I’m noticing a lot of people having the vapors: America’s over. The GOP is dead. Get ready for Hillary. Sulking. Bitter. Horrified.

Did you actually listen to the Cruz concession speech? This guy you were counting on expressed eloquent optimism, for his party and the country. He reminded his audience that great leaders had great disappointments prior to greater victories. Reagan in ’76.  Sure, maybe he HAS to say these things, especially because we pretty much know he’ll run for president again. But I’d suggest the rest of us take some of that Cruzian vision to heart. Because, whether he meant it or not, I mean it.

I’d rather live in America under ANY president than anywhere else. You moving to Canada? I’ll write you.

But I’m staying here, and I will not mope around my kid, anyone else’s kids, or my listeners. If we will have to fight uphill, I will. If we have to discuss stunning Supreme Court setbacks, executive over-reaches, foreign-policy fiascos, than we will.  Maybe Hillary will win 44 states, Chuck Schumer and Nancy Pelosi will take over new majorities, and we’ll have Barack Obama on the Supreme Court. The old saying comes to mind: “May you live in interesting times.”

Guess what. If you’re shocked, dismayed, nauseated by Clinton-Trump, you’re not alone and it’s OK. For a moment. But if you set an example in front of our young people by giving up, declaring America “over” and otherwise holding your breath ’til you turn blue, you will possibly have done them more harm than the next president could ever do.

Our children are watching us to see what we will do now, in this crazy year, just like my mother watched her father when there were blackout drills, and my father watched his father when businesses hung out signs that read “No Italians need apply”. They lived in interesting times, to say the least. They did not move to Canada.

Let’s get this right.

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