I’m going to be in Minneapolis for Ron Paul’s Campaign for Liberty, August 31-September 2. You know why?
Because Ron Paul was there for me in the national debates, standing up to the GOP establishment, with their no questions asked – we will define what conservative means – attitude.
I’m going to Minneapolis because Ron Paul spent the last two years for me, enduring the ridicule and astonishment of the national media when he spoke out against a war that 70% of the American people said they didn’t want but no other Republican politician had the guts to oppose.
I’m going to Minneapolis to cast my vote against an intrusive government that says it needs to read my mail and listen to my phone conversations in order to properly protect me. BTW, these are the same people who delay little old ladies going through the metal detectors at airports, confiscating their face creams, water bottles and eyelash tweezers, while genially waving through swarthy looking young, single males with nervous, darting eyes.
I’m going to Minneapolis to cheer the United States Constitution, which still matters to millions of us.
I’m going to Minneapolis to puzzle the national media whose ignorance of ordinary Americans, their fears, hopes and faith, is sometimes just breathtaking . But since the media is so universally ignorant, they get away with sitting on panels and talking to each other about their false perceptions, confident that none of their other colleagues on the panel, nor their executive bosses, know any better.
I’m going to Minneapolis to cast a blow against apathy. To encourage young people and retirees who want to take back the Republican Party and are willing to learn how to do it.
I’m going to Minneapolis to yell and cheer when speakers offer rock bed, unchanging, hard-won democratic principles and truths as opposed to scripts written up for them by pollsters and handlers who monitor the wind.
I’m going to Minneapolis to help nudge the country in the right direction.
And what is the right direction?
Away from intrusion, regulation and self righteous interference, all for my own good, of course. Away from excessive taxation and spending. Away from obnoxious, arrogant people who make me wait for pieces of paper so I can be permitted to do things that God gave me the power to do without them.
I’m going to Minneapolis to nudge the country toward Monticello, Mt. Vernon and Braintree.
I’m going to Minneapolis to make history, not to watch it on television, but to be right there inside it, making it move just a little bit.
I’m going to Minneapolis for Ron Paul but I’m going for myself too. And for my children and their future.