I don’t watch presidential candidate “debates” anymore, and last night was no exception. You can usually predict the winner by figuring out which candidate has the lowest IQ and is willing to pander the most. That’s a good fit for the average voter. I don’t have a strong enough stomach to watch that.
I have a lot of friends, though, who are getting excited about Ron Paul‘s chances of winning the Republican nomination. His fundraising is kicking into high gear and his message is starting to catch on with younger people. The momentum is building for a grassroots campaign. Oh, wait. That was 2008, wasn’t it?
I’m having deja vu as I observe my excited libertarian (and some conservative) friends throw their efforts into a new Ron Paul campaign, because it really does feel a lot like 2008. I’m hearing the same things from his supporters. I’m hearing the same vague sense of irrational optimism. I’m having trouble figuring out why such bright people — many of whom I love and respect — are being sucked into a campaign that has no chance of winning. I frequently tell people that it would be easier for me to get my dog, Lucy, elected president than Paul — partly because Lucy never ran for president on a party platform that supported illegal drugs. But I’m getting ahead of myself.
When did someone decide we have the legal right not to be offended?
Noise of culture isn’t evil, but it drowns out what really matters
Choice of spouse alters everything about future for you and your kids
Intuition sometimes tells you when someone is worth chasing
Where are Obama’s tears when he’s the one killing innocent children?
Top secret weapon for homeland security: the ‘Sno-Cone’ machine
Why can beauty hurt so much? Why do I see her face in the sky?
Without community, we no longer know each other, in life or death
Out-of-touch Keynesians still think ‘digging ditches’ is a good idea