Wednesday, May 20, 2026

A Time for Choosin’, Texas

By Kevin D. Williamson

Wednesday, May 20, 2026

 

Sen. John Cornyn of Texas is no Sam Houston. But—at the risk of giving a hostage to Fate—it appears that his political career is likely to end the way Houston’s did: He is not a big enough lunatic for Texas, a state that loves its drama, and Texans are poised to send him into an involuntary retirement.

 

Sam Houston, who had been the first and third president of the Republic of Texas and later served as Texas’ seventh governor, has a very complicated history on the issue of slavery: He owned slaves himself and supported Southern slavery, but he also opposed the expansion of slavery into the Western territories and was a committed Unionist. Texans would later come to revere Houston—you can see a 67-foot-tall statue of him between one Buc-ee’s and the next on I-45 in Huntsville—but they reviled him 1861, when he was removed from office after refusing to swear an oath of allegiance to the newly formed Confederate States of America. Houston was, on the question of secession, on the right side—and my fellow Texans, being Texans, hated him for it.

 

Evidently, Cornyn is not crazy enough for the White House, either: Donald Trump has just endorsed his primary runoff opponent, Texas’s clownish and scandal-plagued attorney general, Ken Paxton.

 

Sen. Cornyn has a great big bucket where his principles should be, and, thus equipped, he has been a committed and generally effective water carrier for the Republican Party for many years. All he needed was to see an “R” next to someone’s name: He carried water for Sen. Arlen Specter of Pennsylvania when that is what party interests required, and then he carried water for Specter’s Republican opponent after Specter defected to the Democrats. Sen. Cornyn carried water for so-called establishment Republicans when they opposed Donald Trump in 2016 and then carried—and contentedly carries—water for Trump now that Trump has become the establishment.

 

(The fact that the story contains names such as “Specter” and “Trump” sometimes makes it sound as if Cornyn’s political biography were being written by Ian Fleming.)

 

Donald Trump routinely denounces his critics as “disloyal to the Republican Party” (his verbatim description of Rep. Thomas Massie, the Kentucky libertarian who has sometimes chided Trump over his weakness for profligate spending), but Trump is, in all things, first and foremost a liar, and he does not give a fig about party loyalty: Trump cares about loyalty to Trump, and the more cynical reader here might reasonably substitute “subservience” or “servility” or “slavish boot-licking” for “loyalty.” Far from being a party man, Trump has made a point of defeating Republicans who are inconvenient to him, whether they be obscure Indiana state legislators who declined to follow Texas’ gerrymandering example or state-level election officials who declined to participate in his 2020-2021 attempt at a coup d’état.

 

Texans have a whole thing about drawing a line in the sand. Sen. Cornyn’s problem is that Texans seem to prefer a man who is on the wrong side of the line to a man who is on both sides of it.

 

Ken Paxton, the Texas attorney general who is poised to unseat Cornyn in a primary runoff next week, is the perfect specimen of a Trump-era Republican—a grotesque amalgam of personal, financial, political, and sexual corruption—who provides the definitive answer to a question that had been on many minds: Exactly how big of a putz does a Republican have to be to get himself impeached by Republicans in Texas? (The estranged wife who divorced Paxton on grounds of adultery—the adultery that helped to get him impeached—is a state senator who, bless her heart, declined to vote in favor of convicting the husband who betrayed her, sitting out his impeachment proceedings—and I suppose only Shaggy has the answer to that mystery.) Paxton is a buffoon and an incompetent and absolutely devoted to Donald Trump, another buffoon and incompetent.

 

And Texans—enough of them—seem to love him for it.

 

Texas goes through these phases from time to time. Imagine a rich, middle-aged car salesman who ditches his wife and starts dating a 21-year-old stripper with a meth problem, and then imagine that guy is a state—that’s Texas, Anno Domini 2026. With a slowing economy, rising prices, and the slow but steady creep of problems very similar to those facing other states—housing, infrastructure, etc.—Texas has some real issues facing it. It also has some imaginary issues facing it, such as the supposed takeover of … the Dallas suburbs … by Islamist radicals. Texas Republicans, having not very much useful to say about the real issues, currently are focused on the imaginary ones.

 

Politically speaking, that is still working for Texas Republicans. For now.

 

Conservatives have been working to save the Republican Party—in Texas and elsewhere—from itself. Perhaps it is time to give up that project. Like the car salesman with the meth-head paramour, the heart wants what it wants.

 

And if Selena Gomez isn’t your kind of sage, there’s always Livy: Eventus stultorum magister est.

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