Well.
No one saw this coming.
Actually, if you paid attention, this was the inevitable outcome.
RFK JR suspended his campaign and did the unthinkable.
He endorsed President Donald Trump.
I’m not going to lie. I cried. And if you watch Mr. Kennedy’s address to the nation, he cried too.
I can no longer defend Bobby. But I do understand him.
More than that, he’s a hero.
Nicole Shanahan, Kennedy’s running mate, hinted at a potential alliance with President Trump during an interview with Tom Bilyeu. The mission shifted from establishing a third party as a viable threat to the duopoly to focusing on preventing a potentially more significant threat: a Kamala Harris and Tim Walz presidency.
Many Kennedy supporters feel betrayed by his announcement and understandably so. The man who emphasized the importance of putting country over party, denounced the actions of both President Trump and Vice President Harris, and promised disillusioned voters a third option beyond choosing the lesser of two evils—ultimately chose the lesser evil.
This post isn’t to focus on the failures of the DNC or the role they played in Bobby’s decision (don’t worry, I will cover that). Instead, it's about recognizing the immense courage and integrity it took for him to make this choice.
This picture is epic:
But so is this one:
I’d argue the second one is even more courageous.
In his speech, Kennedy said, “We have to learn to love our children more than we hate each other.”
I’m 30 years old, and I’ve never seen so much hate, division, and vitriol in this country. It’s almost inhumane how we treat each other—the name-calling, slander, lies, deception, brainwashing—it’s alarming. All because we’ve decided that the other side is an existential threat. Kamala is a communist! Donald Trump is literally Hitler! RFK Jr. is a nutjob! We latch onto these soundbites and run with them, leaving no room for dialogue. We’ve stopped listening to each other. It’s become about “I’m right, you’re wrong, and you’re stupid for disagreeing with me.”
That’s why I was initially drawn to Bobby. He didn’t play those games. He focused on the issues and only the issues. He critiqued ideas and actions, not people. But that approach came at a cost—the 2024 election has become a circus. There’s no room left for facts, policies, or truth. If you’re not playing the blame game, you’re out of the game.
And while I initially believed that electing Bobby was our best chance to heal the divide between Democrats and Republicans, maybe God has a different plan—one that’s unexpected or even hard to accept. Imagine a lifelong Democrat, from a family of Democratic royalty, joining forces with a Republican. And not only a Republican but one of the most polarizing political figures in history.
It almost doesn’t make sense. Except it does.
Extending an olive branch to someone you don’t like and deeply disagree with for the sake of the greater good is the purest form of unity. Unity isn’t about surrounding yourself with people who think exactly like you. It’s about drawing the best ideas from multiple perspectives and working together toward a common goal. As Bobby put it, it’s about putting country over party and people over politics.
And so, he did, though I’m certain it came at a great cost.
Some of his supporters feel betrayed, and his critics now have more ammunition. It has caused strife within his family and damaged his reputation. Yet, despite all this, my admiration for him has only deepened. How could you not admire someone who was willing to sacrifice everything out of concern for our children?
Doing the right thing doesn’t always feel good—in fact, it’s often painful and comes with sacrifice. Sometimes you fight as hard and as long as you can, only to face an outcome that isn’t what you hoped for. That’s why many people choose to turn a blind eye; ignorance is bliss. “Not my monkey, not my circus,” as they say. But I don’t want to be that person. Bobby inspires me not to be.
Whether President Trump follows through on his word isn’t for us to worry about. I trust that Bobby’s decision, made after deep prayer and hard-nosed logic, was sincere. We don’t have to agree with it—or even support it—but one thing is clear: it wasn’t an easy choice.
So, thank you, Bobby. If you're willing to reach across the divide, so am I. There goes my hero!
Romans 12:18 says, "If possible, so far as it depends on you, live peaceably with all".
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