In what comes as a surprise to three people vacationing on Mars, one space alien who knows no human language, and four shut-ins, Donald Trump has clinched the 2016 Republican presidential nomination. He went over the top — securing 1238 delegates — after 29 unbound delegates from North Dakota declared that they would support the Donald at July’s Republican convention in Cleveland. (I know, I know — he’s been over the top since his campaign began. But that’s another matter.)
How interesting that a state with about half the population of the Florida country I live in should finally put paid to this raucous and unedifying nomination race. But appropriate I suppose that a state now known to have lots of gas should hand the nomination to the biggest gas-bag on the national political scene.
Trumpkins are delighted and are trying out various slogans to show appreciation of their new favorite state. The leading contender is, “Why not Minot?” Others, less enchanted with the development, are speaking of “The infarct in Bismarck.” Either way it will give the locals something to think about if the Donald is handed the keys to the executive washroom at 1600 in January when it’s 40-below outside.