So, I meet
you at a party and I tell you I’m a libertarian. At this point you have certain
expectations of me, some subtle and some not so subtle. Phrases like “less
government” and “fewer regulations” are some of the more obvious concepts you
now associate with me.
We talk for a while and you find I want to expand the budget
for the Defense Department. You don’t say anything at this point, but you do
find it rather odd considering the vast amounts of money we already spend on
defense.
You sip your wine and move the conversation to social
issues. You find I consider marriage a religious rite and that I'm
opposed to same sex marriage. You dig deeper and find I'm also ardently pro-life. To
what extent, you wonder so you ask under what circumstances I approve of abortion.
I hedge my answer but you press me.
Are rape or incest exempted you ask. I look around nervously
trying to gauge the political sensibilities of those around us. I do this a lot these days. I mumble and
again evade the question as best as I can.
Feeling somewhat uncomfortable I change the subject and put
out my hand. By the way, I say, I don’t think we've met. My name is Rand Paul.
I'm currently a United States Senator and I’m running for president.
Sure you are you think and move off to find another drink. But I really am I say. I'm a libertarian just like my dad and I ...
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LOVE this post! So enjoyable to read. You have fantastic writing style!
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