Thursday I watched the candidates roll their eyes while Ron Paul hastily tried to covey the solutions to the worlds’ complex issues. Foreign policy. Monetary policy. Immigration. They shifted and shook their heads while Ron Paul tried, in thirty seconds, to explain the complexities and inter connected nature of our problems. It reminded me of high school. He’s the quirky nerd that gets laughed at and picked on. He’s the Bill Gates of politics.
There is a fundamental disconnect between my generation and Paul’s message. We have invested too much of our salvation in Washington. We’re tired and value our security way too much. We look in the mirror and believe Washington is keeping us prosperous and safe. Washington is holding the whole thing together. Our saviors come freshly tanned and coifed and speak of “hope and change” but, not really. We like our nerds at the Fed. Leave the details out. You get a guy like Paul in there talking substance and we get uncomfortable. We want to put our letter jackets on and say a cheer. That’s what the election is about. Like the parent getting caught with the Marlboro Light out on the deck, we just want to grind through this election process. “No honey, the neighbors are just having a fire. Go to sleep.”
The under thirty crowd seem to call a charade a charade. The problem came when an intellectual showed up who really thought about this stuff. The messenger is disheveled yet likable, the message is pure freedom. Abundant opportunity, incredible buying power, and world peace (or as close as you can get to it). We just don’t get it. We stand, shift and smile. Like the candidates, when we get lost, we roll our eyes and smirk like teenagers.
Opportunity is knocking on Ron Paul’s door. In Gates’ case it was IBM. In Ron Paul’s case it’s Gen X, Gen Y, you name it. They get it. Ron Paul’s revolution belongs to them.
Steve Grotting from Independence, MN
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