Customer Stephen sent us a story about Ted Cruz that is so well written that it literally raised my universal consciousness by five feet.

It would be evil of me not to share it with you.  Jay Bookman at the Atlanta Journal Constitution has this message about our boy Ted.

For a quarter century now, the Republican Party has suppressed its own instincts, refusing to nominate candidates who dared to give full voice to the sentiments of its base, refusing to surrender to that temptation. The result has been a series of lackluster nominees — Bush, Dole, Bush, McCain, Romney — that time and again left the party faithful disappointed in themselves for compromising.

Ted Cruz, on the other hand, is their giant box of Godiva chocolates at a Weight Watchers convention, their open bottle of Jim Beam at an AA meeting.  He’s the bad boy tempting them to throw away all restraint, the one whispering in their ear all the things they want to hear and believe.

And if they succumb, he’s going to leave them fat, drunk and pregnant.

Now that there is a damn hoot of truth.

Thanks to Stephen for the heads up.