So my husband presented me with the question :
Husband:“What would Ron Paul do today about the Strait of Hormuz? You can’t answer that, Kelly. What would Ron Paul do about the troops in the Middle East? You can’t answer that either because he hasn’t stated a plan. He’s not a leader.”
Kells: I hate to beg. But guess the hello what? I beg to differ! I suppose a “leader “is someone whose plan is “hope and change”, huh? Yeah, that plan is working out really well!
[After showing my husband Ron Paul’s site, he still insists that Ron Paul is not answering key questions. One of his biggest claims is that without the oil from the Middle East, we could suffer a national disaster. I could swear we get most of our oil from Canada, but that point is moot because I believe Ron Paul would actually go through the Legislature before he took any sort of military action. (e.g. pulling out troops)]
And my husband continued:
Husband:“That’s what you believe, Kelly. Where does he say that? You’re still not answering my question. Herman Cain explained in a page what he would do. Ron Paul could take 2 minutes and explain what he’s going to do, but he hasn’t. You get all emotional and cry at seeing a little girl being reunited with her dad, but wait in 10 years without troops over there, and you’ll see some crying. All I’m asking for are some intentions and he hasn’t given any. A big part of being a leader is explaining what you’re going to do and how you’re going to accomplish that. I’m trying to help Ron Paul out. Who knows, maybe he’s holding out information until it’s time. He is old and experienced. But if Palin comes in, all bets are off. She’s an effective communicator which is another important quality in being a leader.”
[Welcome to another show down at the Kells Corral. Hmmm..I guess I’m not answering his question. Perhaps I’m throwing the die. I’m just going by the guy’s voting records and principles. I did find a press release explaining his position in a little more detail. I think of it as a plan. I think he makes a lot of sense. I suppose if I must, I’ll just have to sit in a corner, suck my thumb and be a good little voter, though. But for now, you can slap my ass and call me Sally, cause I’m still voting for the nutter.]