Diary

You Sniveling Coward, I am Paying for This Microphone!

From Ronald Reagan, An American Life:

I decided I should explain to the crowd what the delay was all about and started to speak. As I did, an editor of the Nashua newspaper shouted to the sound man, “Turn Mr. Reagan’s microphone off.” Well, I didn’t like that—we were paying the freight for the debate and he was acting as if his newspaper was still sponsoring it. I turned to him, with the microphone still on, and said the first thing that came to my mind: “I am paying for this microphone, Mr. Green.” Well, for some reason my words hit the audience, whose emotions were already worked up, like a sledgehammer. The crowd roared and just went wild. I may have won the debate, the primary—and the nomination—right there.

Senator Ted Cruz is a towering intellect, a ferocious, strategic campaigner. He is, mostly, I think, a wise and gentle soul.

He is also a Man. As in Man.

Donald, you are a sniveling coward, and leave Heidi the hell alone.

This isn’t the some schoolyard taunt. This is serious stuff, said in front of the cameras and the world. Ted Cruz just called out a multi-billionaire tycoon who can, quite plausibly, make his the rest of his life miserable. The absolutely detestable Donald J. Trump, who purchases jet fuel by the container-load, who can get the attention of the world’s media by belching and farting in their direction, who has the instrumentalities at his fingertips to destroy a person’s life, just was called out by a veritable David with his little leather sling. Alright, Goliath, you sniveling coward, you may be ten feet tall, but that just makes you a bigger target.

The crowd roared and just went wild. I may have won the debate, the primary– and the nomination–right there.