I never thought I’d feel compassion for Ted Cruz but today (i.e., early Saturday morning in Vietnam) I do. I’m a strong believer in the “don’t ask, don’t tell” attitudes that prevailed during the JFK administration, which was that personal foibles and failings in the sexual arena were never mentioned by reporters or political enemies. Catting around was simply off the table. Do I suspect that persons aligned with Donald Trump planted or helped to fan the thinly sourced, possibly inaccurate National Enquirer story that everyone’s on about? Almost certainly. Do I suspect Cruz is a hound dog? None of my business. But even if everyone agreed, the sense of tawdry cultural degradation would still be out there. Could the Gods have made things any easier for Hillary Clinton?
