Jeb Bush suspended his presidential campaign on Saturday, ending a quest for the White House that started with a war chest of $100 million, a famous name and a promise of political civility, but ended with a humbling recognition: in 2016, none of it mattered.
No single candidacy this year fell so monumentally short of its original expectations. It began with an aura of inevitability that masked deep problems, from Mr. Bush himself, a clunky candidate in a field of gifted performers, to the rightward drift of the Republican Party since Mr. Bush’s time as a consensus conservative in Florida.
As I noted in late-2014, Jeb apparently believed that his own father and brother, both of whom acknowledged the reality of human-caused climate change, were liars. How ironic that his chances for becoming president were as low as global temperatures are high.