It’s getting close to the moment when we can finally call it quits on the presidential ambitions of a certain John Ellis, ‘call me Jeb!’ Bush.

Last year, his very presence would have sent Mitt packing to one of his many mansions and while he might not have won, he couldn’t have done worse than Mitt who, contrary (as it turned out) to his reputation for managerial acumen, proved himself unqualified to so much as lead his merry band of maladjusted misfits out of a paper bag.

Now, not only has Rubio taken on the dubious role of Florida Republicans’ favorite son, it’s not even clear if an ideological space left for him.

Rubio, Rand, and Jindal look to be everyone’s favorite flavor of tea bag. Christie is the ‘can do’ pragmatist for the rare Republican primary voter who is looking for the bare minimum of competence. Ryan is the super fav of voters who want a president capable of looking boyishly handsome and super dreamy while failing basic math on national television. Right now, it’s hard to see Jeb finding room anywhere except next to an unloved sad sack like Jon Huntsman, fighting to play the role on CNN of the man everyone thought would one day be president but wound up never even coming all that close.

That Bush-ie running for Railroad Commissioner in Texas might one day amount to something, but in 2016, ole Jebbie will likely be meditating on how his best days ended a decade before.