New York Times (Op-Ed)
By Frank Bruni
January 3, 2016
MATH was never my strongest subject, so maybe I’m just not crunching the numbers right.
But the more I stare at them, the less sense Marco Rubio makes.
Rubio as the front-runner, I mean. As the probable Republican nominee.
According to odds makers and prediction markets, he’s the best bet. According to many commentators, too.
But
Iowa’s less than a month away, and in two recent polls of Republican
voters there, he’s a distant third, far behind Donald Trump and Ted
Cruz.
So he’s killing it in New Hampshire, right?
Wrong.
A survey from two weeks ago had him second to Trump there, but another,
just days earlier, put him in third place — after Trump and Cruz,
again. Chris Christie’s
inching up on him, the reasons for which were abundantly clear in a
comparison of Christie’s freewheeling campaign style and Rubio’s
hyper-controlled one by The Times’s Michael Barbaro.
And
as of Thursday, the Real Clear Politics average of recent polls in
South Carolina showed Rubio to be more than six points behind Cruz and
21 behind Trump among that
state’s Republicans. There’s no inkling of a surge, and it’s not as if
pro-Rubio forces have been holding off on advertising that will turn the
tide. Plenty of ads have already run.
In
fact the rap on Rubio is that he counts too much on them and spends too
little time on the trail. The largest newspaper in New Hampshire took
aim at the infrequency
of his appearances there in an editorial with the headline: “Marco?
Marco? Where’s Rubio?”
And
when he missed a Senate vote last month, a spokesman for Cruz tweeted
that it was because “he had 1 event in a row in Iowa — a record-setting
breakneck pace for Marco.”
Rubio
can’t claim a singularly formidable campaign organization, with a
remarkably robust platoon of ground troops. His fund-raising hasn’t been
exceptional.
His
promise seems to lie instead in his biography as the son of
hard-working Cuban immigrants, in his good looks, in the polish of his
oratory, in the nimbleness with
which he debates.
And
in this: Reasonable people can’t stomach the thought of Trump or Cruz
as the nominee. We can’t accept what that would say about America, or
what that could mean for
it. Rubio is the flawed, rickety lifeboat we cling to, the amulet we
clutch. He’ll prevail because he must. The alternative is simply too
perverse (Trump) or too cruel (Cruz).
But so much about him and the contention that he’s poised for victory is puzzling.
Because
this is his first national campaign, reporters (and opponents) are
digging into his past more vigorously than ever, and it’s unclear how
much fodder it holds and
how much defense he’ll have to play.
Just
last week, The Washington Post reported that in 2002, when he was the
majority whip in the Florida House of Representatives, he used
statehouse stationery to write
a letter in support of a real estate license for his sister’s husband,
who had served 12 years in federal prison for distributing $15 million
worth of cocaine.
Rubio, 44, is only now coming into focus.
He’s
frequently been called the Republican Obama — because he’s young, a
trailblazing minority and a serious presidential contender while still a
first-term senator.
But a prominent G.O.P. strategist told me that Rubio reminds him more of another Democratic president.
“He’s
the Republican Bill Clinton,” the strategist said, referring to the
slickness with which Rubio shifts shapes and the confidence with which
he straddles ideological
divides.
He’s
a conservative crusader, happy to carry the banner of the Tea Party.
He’s a coolheaded pragmatist, ready to do the bidding of Wall Street
donors.
“Rubio is triangulating,” Eleanor Clift wrote recently, choosing a Clintonian verb to describe his fuzzy, evolving positions.
He
pushed for a comprehensive immigration-reform bill, including a path to
citizenship for undocumented immigrants, until he suddenly stepped away
from it. He has said
that he opposes abortion even in cases of rape or incest, but he has
also said that he’d back less extreme regulations if they were the only
attainable ones.
“Rubio’s
inclusiveness can invite caricature,” Evan Osnos observed in The New
Yorker in late November. “He considers himself a Catholic, but he
attends two churches —
an evangelical Protestant service on Saturdays and a Roman Catholic
Mass on Sundays.”
He’s a pile of paradoxes. He’s a teetering stack of them.
By
dint of his heritage, he’s supposed to represent a much-needed
Republican bridge to Latinos. But many of his positions impede that, and
several recent polls raise doubts
about the strength of his appeal to Latino voters.
THERE’S
no theme in his campaign more incessantly trumpeted than a generational
one. Declaiming that Hillary Clinton, 68, is yesterday, he presents
himself as tomorrow,
an ambassador for young voters who’ll presumably bring more of them,
too, to the Republican camp.
But
in a Washington Post/ABC News poll in late November, his support was
more than twice as strong among Republican voters 65 and older as among
those under 50.
And
he’s at sharp odds with millennials on a range of issues. Most of them
favor same-sex marriage; he doesn’t. Most are wary of government
surveillance; he’s one of its
fiercest proponents. Unlike him, they want marijuana legalized. Unlike
him, they want decisive government action against climate change.
And
they’re not swayed by unwrinkled skin and a relatively full head of
dark hair. Just ask wizened, white-tufted Bernie Sanders, 74, whose
campaign is the one most clearly
buoyed by young voters.
So what does Rubio offer them?
He
communicates a message — a gleam — of hope. He’s a smoother salesman
and more talented politician than most of his Republican rivals. That’s
why I still buy the argument
that he’s the one to watch, especially given his party’s long history
of selecting less provocative candidates over firebrands.
I
still nod at the notion that if he merely finishes ahead of Christie,
Jeb Bush and other candidates who are vying for mainstream Republicans
in Iowa, New Hampshire and
South Carolina, they’ll fade, their supporters will flock to him and
he’ll be lifted above Cruz and even above Trump, who could implode at
any moment anyway.
But
over the last three decades, no Republican or Democrat — with the
exception of Bill Clinton — lost both Iowa and New Hampshire and
survived that crisis in momentum
to win the nomination. If that’s Rubio’s path, it’s an unusual one.
In
an unusual year, yes. But as the wait for his candidacy to heat up
lengthens, I wonder: Could he burn out before he ever catches fire?
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