"Somehow or other, he’s going to relieve everyone of the responsibility of ever thinking of him again, and especially of the responsibility of defeating him in an election."
Priceless, just priceless, especially with the corral full of bovine excrement lining up to run against him.
The Only way any of these clowns would stand a chance of beating him, would be if the Bermuda Triangle opened up and swallowed him.