Gary Johnson Please Call a Special Convention, Save Our Country: Paul-Johnson Libertarian TicketSubmitted by James_Madison_Lives on Wed, 08/29/2012 - 19:41
In the movie with Anthony Quinn, The Lion of the Desert, old Bedouin guerrilla leader Quinn and his men are escaping after a successful ambush of a German armored column, when Quinn's horse is shot out from under him. Another tribesman pulls up and Quinn mounts double. Then the young fighter dismounts, leaving Quinn with the horse.
Quinn says what are you doing? There is plenty of room for both of us. The young fighter knows the horse can gallop much faster with one rider, and with the Germans approaching in hot pursuit, smacks the horse and the horse gallops off. It means certain capture and death for the young man.
Quinn is the crafty desert fighter, and Imam of his tribe, who inflicts defeat after defeat upon the German invaders. The young man tells him: "You MUST live!"
Mr. Johnson I am not sure what this story has to do with my request, but this is what came to mind. You have won the top of the Libertarian ticket and you won it well, sir. I will most probably, however, write-in Ron Paul. It is not in me to do anything else, come hell or high-water. My mind is made up. But I have an idea for how we can all still save our country.
As we know, this is no hyperbole. The Chinese credit card will stop soon, and people may see things they hoped they would never see in their lifetimes. Ron Paul is the only president who can guide us through the terrible times to come, and give the world confidence that America is back on the right track. We were already $16 trillion in debt before, making the ratio of our yearly federal budget to long-term debt at least 1 to 4.
We have just learned, as a result of a partial Federal Reserve audit, that another $16 trillion in bank bail-out obligations have been created. This is in addition to the projected, worst case scenario of the bail-outs of recent years coming to $23 trillion, warned of by the truth-teller former Special Inspector for the TARP bail-outs, Neil Barofsky. Of course Mr. Barofsky was forced out of his job.
It does not require an accountant, mathematician, or even an economist to know that something very bad is going to happen in America. And when it happens, only Ron Paul has the nerve and steady hand to guide us as the ship lists and takes on water.
When store shelves are stripped, when the lights go out, when society is hungry and people are reduced to merely guarding their property with guns, life becomes very rudimentary and brutal. Gangs go house to house looking for something to eat. They don't care if you shoot them. They are already starving.
The military, secure in its own food stores and unopposable force, guards property, and their own families. The logic of social breakdown is harsh and certain.
Perhaps we can still avoid this. Ron Paul is the only candidate who understands what is coming, and has been trying to warn us of it. Now many of us believe. The talking heads and disinfo artists who today mock and call such talk nuts will be nowhere to be found if, and when it happens. We will not be able to ask them "what about this? You said it was 'looney talk.'" They will simply have disappeared.
Mr. Johnson, please make room on that horse for Ron Paul. It is vital that he ride, to continue the fight. You will be a hero to all of us.
With Dr. Paul at the reigns, the old and honorable Libertarian Party would have a real chance at winning. The shabby treatment at the RNC only spread his message even further. The movement swells even in defeat.
In the Lion of the Desert the young man who saved Quinn was hung at dawn by the Germans. But only after the German general ordered that he be treated respectfully and given every consideration. Even he was an admirer of his courage, and the clarity of his thinking. The Germans met with many more defeats, and were never able to subdue the Bedouins. Fortunately, in this circumstance, no such dire choices are required. The Libertarian Party horse rides two.
Please ride with Dr. Paul, Mr. Johnson. Ride. They're coming.