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.
For me, Valentine’s Day seems to bring out my regrets every year
After 50 years of being alone and disappointed, boy finally gets girl
Unjustified panic: Why are you so scared of all the wrong things?
Governments can recognize rights, but no government creates rights
Is ‘majority rule’ moral even when the majority don’t want freedom?
Ban on saggy pants: Why do we require laws against looking foolish?
W.V. student suspended from school and arrested for pro-gun t-shirt
Love & Hope — Update: