Draft Ron Paul

If Ron Paul is not nominated by the Republicans, he must run on a “fusion ticket” as the candidate of as many third parties as possible.

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Last Updated on November 4, 2020 by Constitutional Militia

When I read Ron Paul’s letter, announcing that he is downgrading his campaign for the Presidency, I recalled the lugubrious soliloquy MacBeth intones upon the announcement that Lady MacBeth has committed suicide:

She should have died hereafter.
There would have been a time for such a word. Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.

How heavy that load of moan hangs upon America’s shoulders! What are today’s and tomorrow’s Presidential politics save “a tale / Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, / signifying nothing”? What, indeed? They are a tale told by four very dangerous idiots—McCain, Huckabee, Obama, and Clinton—any of whose accession to the Presidency would plunge this nation into the “sound and fury” of endless foreign wars, perhaps nuclear in scope; international economic turmoil, when the monetary and banking systems implode; and domestic repression, as a para-militarized National police state ruthlessly clamps down on the people in order to salvage the kakistocracy’s wealth and power. But, rather than signifying nothing, the tale predicts “The way to dusty death” for America —bankrupted, deindustrialized, locked down, and submerged within the “open borders” of the North American Union.

In the face of this looming catastrophe, have Americans nothing to say save “Out, out, brief candle”—goodbye to the Constitution, the Republic, the Nation itself, and with them all hope of future freedom and prosperity? Are Americans willing to abide in meek resignation the torrent of terrible troubles that “Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow” will surely pour down upon their heads? Or will they stop “Creep[ing] in [their] petty pace from day to day” and instead seize control over their own collective destiny?

In his letter, Ron Paul writes: “What a year this has been. And what achievements we have had.” “Has been”?! “Had”?! These verbs sound in the wrong tense. Patriotic Americans must not be satisfied with having stirred up a ripple of resistance on the surface of this country’s political history. Now is the time to transform that history from its depths, before transformation becomes impossible. But who is to stand at the head of that enterprise other than Ron Paul? America can find no one else— in time.

“How much I owe you,” Ron Paul writes to his supporters. “I can never possibly repay your generous donations, hard work, whole-hearted dedication and love of freedom.” But he can—and he must—repay them, by persevering in the campaign to the end. Duty, honor, country demand no less.

True enough, he also must consider his constituents in his home Congressional district. Yet is not the best—ultimately, the only—way to serve them by saving this country as a whole? What good to them could possibly accrue from a lone constitutionalist Representative in a Congress overrun with the neo-Blackshirts of the Republican Party and the neo-Red Guards of the Democratic Party, and confronted by a President who makes 1984’s Big Brother appear a Jeffersonian by comparison? Besides, if his constituents are worth representing, they will spontaneously support him for Congress without expecting him to slacken off in the Presidential campaign.

Perhaps, as Ron Paul writes in his letter, the chances of a “brokered [Republican] convention” are vanishingly slim. But nothing can prevent his name from being put in as a candidate for nomination—and from someone’s delivering a stirring speech in his support. A speech that turns the attention of the Nation to what must be done to ensure its survival: namely,

To end the Clintonite and Bushite military incursions in the Middle East and elsewhere, bring home as many of the troops as possible as soon as possible, and terminate once and for all the madness of aggressive neo-imperialism that grips the Disgrace of Columbia.

To stabilize the economy by instituting a system of competing currencies based on silver and gold, and thereby mobilizing all the forces of the free market in support of banking reform.

To break up the emerging National police state and end the federalization and para-militarization of State and Local law- enforcement agencies, reconstructing “homeland security” from the bottom up.

To control this country’s borders.

To expose and terminate all schemes aimed at creating a North American Union (or any other supra-national structure that involves the United States), removing from the Executive Branch of the General Government all the agents of influence who have been promoting such schemes.

To open the General Government’s records to both public and private investigators, so as to lay to rest whatever justifiable concerns Americans may have concerning what really happened on 9/11.

Then, if Ron Paul is not nominated by the Republicans, he must run on a “fusion ticket” as the candidate of as many third parties as possible: the Libertarian Party, the Constitution Party, and whoever else will sign on to the restoration of American constitutionalist nationalism True, such action will run counter to his oft-stated intent to remain a member of the Republican Party. The reality, however, is that he will not be to blame for leaving the Republican Party. The Republican Party has already left—or, more accurately, been taken away from—him. No matter how loyal he may be to the Republican Party, the Republican-Party Establishment will never be loyal, or even fair, to him. He is their enemy, because the real America is their enemy.

Rank and file Republicans who are also patriots cannot unseat the Republican Establishment. So they must walk away from the Party in droves, leaving only a shell to the Establishment and the useful idiots who march in goose-step to the tune it calls. From this exodus will follow:

First, the collapse of the Republican Party as a viable institution.

Second, the merger of the Republican Establishment and its hangers-on into the Democratic Party, with the formation of a composite criminal enterprise composed of two factions, Menshevik and Bolshevik or fascist and communist, but in any event both totalitarian.

Third, the synthesis of a new patriotic movement for enforcement of the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution.

This political divide will have nothing to do with the always confusing contrast between supposed “liberals” and ostensible “conservatives.” The new choice will be pellucid: a police state or “a free State” (as the Second Amendment understands that term).

So what must American patriots do to make this happen? Draft Ron Paul. The draft is nothing new in American political history. The Militia—which the Second Amendment tells us are “necessary to the security of a free State”—were always draft organizations from service in which no one was exempt in times of “alarm”. “[T]he security of a free State” is now at stake as never before. Therefore, We the People can rightfully demand that all those who possibly can save this country make their best efforts to do so.

We need to put into operation the ultimate test of “the emergency broadcasting system”: a massive public outcry that will communicate directly to Ron Paul, in every decorous way but with compelling moral force, that overwhelming numbers of his fellow citizens want him in the Presidential race and will support him with money, with grass-roots campaigning, and with their votes. He will know that this is no idle promise.

In this regard, I recall a scene from one of Charlton Heston’s greatest cinematic performances, El Cid. Banished by wicked King Alfonso, El Cid is hiding in a barn with his wife, Ximena. A contingent of patriotic knights and men-at-arms discovers him, and with clamorous appeals demands that he lead them in a crusade against the Moorish invaders. Putting aside all thoughts of himself and his family, El Cid rides off at their head to victory at Valencia. So it was then. So it can be now.

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