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Last week we talked about the negative reception that Hillary Clinton’s git, Chelsea, received for wading into her mother’s campaign. Everyone agreed that a) enlisting your kid as an active surrogate in your campaign is a bad move and b) that you really can’t engage in the close quarters tussling of a political campaign and not expect to become a target.

The rumor of the day was that former Alaska Governor and former vice president candidate Sarah Palin was going to endorse Donald Trump. I’m not sure how significant this was supposed to be. But that was the rumor. Ted Cruz’s spokesman opined that Palin endorsing Trump would be bad for Palin. And he’s right. And that endorsing Trump would be a complete sellout of everything she has said she stood for. And he’s right again. Well Bristol Palin felt it was necessary to jump into the fray:

Is my Mom going to endorse Donald Trump for President of the United States?

That’s the rumor, and I’ve been too busy with diapers to delve too much into politics these days. But the rumors were enough to cause staffers from Ted Cruz’s office to slam my mom.

Slam? Really?

After hearing what Cruz is now saying about my mom, in a negative knee-jerk reaction, makes me hope my mom does endorse Trump. Cruz’s flip-flop, turning against my mom who’s done nothing but support and help him when others sure didn’t, shows he’s a typical politician.  How rude to that he’s setting up a false narrative about her!

And Sarah Palin dutifully retweeted it:

This is just amateur hour crap all the way around.

Palin wasn’t slammed.
Tyler was right to express surprise and disappointment.
Tyler was right about the effect this will have on Palin’s credibility in the future.
Cruz said zippo.

Inevitably, Bristol is going to continue to shoot her mouth off, because that is her nature, and just as day follows night she is going to come under intense criticism. Then she is going to cry, “I’m a victim.” But she won’t be a victim. She made a conscious decision to become a principal in this contest.

As World War II cartoonist Bill Mauldin observed in his classic memoir, “Up Front,” when you saw the devastation the war had wrought on Italy you felt sorry for the people. Just like you felt sorry for the dead dog you saw laying in the middle of the road. That is, you were sorry until you realized that if they had both stayed on the sidewalk where they belonged nothing would have happened to them.