New York City Mayor Bill de Blasio had a presidential campaign that turned into a punch line almost from the moment it started.

There never was a reason for de Blasio to run for president, except perhaps to avoid having to work his day job.

The campaign was doomed from the start, as Tucker predicted:

de Blasio played to near empty rooms in Iowa and elsewhere, while staying as far away from New York City as he could for as long as he could.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rSxPvGasius

The most memorable campaign event was, ugh, his high-pitched voice in an online interview:

So when de Blasio ended his presidential campaign yesterday, the NY Post ran an obituary on its front page which pretty much said what everyone was thinking:

Obituary

Bill de Blasio’s presidential campaign, May 15, 2019-Sept. 20, 2019, dead of ego-induced psychosis. Neighbors said the body had been in rigor mortis for some time.

It died doing what it loved best — being as far away from New York City as possible.

IT was surrounded in the end by friends, MSNBC hosts. It’s in a better place now — a Park Slope gym.

Whether it was in the empty churches of South Carolina, the sun-kissed empty deserts of Nevada or begging someone, anyone, to talk to de Blasio at the Iowa State Fair, the campaign always gave 100% — and always polled at 1%. “Can’t” was never part of its vocabulary. Neither was “won’t,” “please stop,” or “this is a dumb idea.”

The campaign is survived by hotel industry officials who expect favors from City Hall. And 8 million suffering New Yorkers.

In lieu of flowers, de Blasio asks for donations to his slush fund.

https://twitter.com/nypost/status/1175192333589106688

 
 
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