When all else is failing, re-invent yourself.
This is the new strategy of Jeb Bush’s campaign. He’s not going to be so nice anymore.
Emerging from a weekend confab with family and donors, Bush is ready to rumble, loaded for bear. He’ll dance like a butterfly, sting like a … WASP?
When Donald Trump goads him about his brother’s presidency, Bush will punch him in the nose. OK, probably not, but can’t a girl dream? It’s a fantastically entertaining thought, but Bush is probably better suited to a duel at dawn, which is not an endorsement of gun violence — nor dawn, though one is always keen to see another.
To sum up, Bush isn’t going to take it anymore. Which is cool, though maybe not as cool as not being president, which Bush hinted that he might prefer.