The last month has been hectic, particularly in politics. In the weeks running up to the RNC I was nervous about Ron Paul getting the votes he needed, and maintaining his delegates in the face of tyranny from the Romney camp. I made a last stand to defend the great doctor, and to wake as many people up as possible before the roll call at the RNC on the 28th August 2012. A day which will now live in infamy; a day when a great constitutional patriot was shunned live on television for the world to see. I was infuriated that the republican establishment would stoop so low and shun the only man in the room who could win the general election for us. But on reflection, they did us a great favor; we now know that both parties are completely corrupt and need to go. Many of Ron Paul’s supporters including myself will now be voting for Libertarian candidate Gary Johnson, who vetoed over 750 bills while governor of New Mexico. The revolution was gaining momentum before that fateful day, now it has gone into high gear.
Then came the DNC, and what a cop-out that was. I didn’t watch very much of it, but the ‘highlights’ were atrocious. We are currently living in Ayn Rand’s nightmare before the heroes leave in ‘Atlas Shrugged’.
And now that hurricane Issac has passed, and the parties are done with their conventions, it leaves me to wonder if I should shrug too. I worked very hard to promote Ron Paul during his campaign, and spent the entire week after the RNC showing how Gary Johnson is very similar to Ron Paul, and that patriots should vote for him instead of ‘the lesser of two evils.’
This country cannot survive much more money printing. We have already reached 16 trillion dollars; which is completely unsustainable. And there are far too many people who are asleep at the wheel in politics, or simply do not understand how bad things really are and why.
When I got back from my trip to see my family back in England earlier this year, I felt like I was entering a prison. I wrote about how I felt in a blog a couple days after I landed. It was shocking to me to find ‘the land of the free’ to be in such a state of tyranny.
For me I could easily shrug and live somewhere else. One of the perks of being born in Britain is that you never lose your citizenship. If I wanted to, I could return home or live overseas in Europe or a number of other islands spread throughout the world. But as Ayn Rand said “you can avoid evil, but you cannot avoid the consequences of avoiding evil.” This is very true. Sure I could shrug, but how far would it get me? I could buy myself some time, and live like some sort of fugitive, but I wouldn’t be living a good and full life. When I came to this country I believed in the promise of freedom in America, in the American dream that you could make anything of yourself that you please. So my shock and upset at realizing that this country has fallen down the slippery slope toward totalitarianism, has only strengthened my resolve to be one of the leading voices to pull the country and its patriotic citizens out of the abyss.
This road back toward liberty will not be easy. This road has not yet been charted. We are like Knights forging through the thick forest, creating our own trails in our wake. My father in law created a post about himself, and the new generation of writers who lead the way through the mindless masses and media deception to expose the truth.
We will lead the charge back toward liberty, because if it is lost here in America, then there is little hope for the rest of the world.
For now though, I feel calm. I have made many of the points I needed to over the last month, and I’m enjoying somewhat of a vacation in my mind. It is always buzzing and sometimes there are great waves that must splash down and create; usually in the form of writing. Right now though, my mind is calm, and is clear like the weather outside. It is truly a beautiful early fall afternoon, and I feel like taking a ride on my V-Star. There is something very soothing about riding a V-Twin motorcycle through the countryside on a fall afternoon.