In a mailer for his campaign to move up to the state Senate that hit doorsteps last week, Hammond, a government employee/public school teacher (union member?) who voted in the last session to water down the state’s graduation standards, wrote the following:

“I expect the highest degree of honesty and integrity of my children and my students, and I pledge the same to the people I represent in the state legislature.”

The mailer includes the headline “STOP THE TAX HIKES.” (Click here to see a copy of the mailer at a website set up by an unidentified third-party)

Under “Stop the Tax Hikes,” Hammond writes:

“The worst thing we can do in this economy is raise taxes on families and small businesses. So when the tax and spenders in Carson City demand more of our money…Scott Hammond will say NO.”

So much for “honesty and integrity” from Scott Hammond. Here’s why:

When running for the state Assembly in 2010, Hammond refused to sign the Taxpayer Protection Pledge, which promises the voters of his district and the people of Nevada that he will “oppose and vote against any and all efforts to increase taxes.”

When asked why he refused to sign the Pledge, Hammond declared the following in a public forum on May 10, 2010:

“I want people to look at me and if I tell them I won’t raise your taxes I want them to understand that I won’t. You know, I walk up to my commitments and I keep them. When I tell you face-to-face that I’m not going to raise taxes, I don’t think I have to sign a piece of paper to prove it.”

Well, apparently he does.

You see, despite now claiming in his mailer that “the worst thing we can do in this economy is raise taxes on families and small businesses,” that’s EXACTLY what Hammond did in the last legislative session. In fact, he voted to raise taxes on families and businesses to the tune of a whopping $620 million!

“Honesty and integrity”? Puh-lease.

You know, political discourse these days is pretty harsh, and I really do try not to call politicians liars when what we’re really talking about is simply a philosophical difference of opinion, not an outright stated falsehood. But there’s just no way around it and no way to sugarcoat it on this one:

Scott Hammond was purposely deceitful in his mailer; he told demonstrable untruths.

By the way, Hammond is being challenged in the Republican primary for this Senate seat by conservative Assemblyman Richard McArthur who not only has signed the Taxpayer Protection Pledge, but voted against the tax hike in the last session. Hammond may have the money and the special interest endorsements, but it’s McArthur who has the honesty and integrity.

My letter of inquiry was, in fact, sent to the SoS on behalf of a client who wishes to remain anonymous despite Ralston’s insinuation – “if there is one” – to the contrary. You can read the letter by clicking here.

Now, let me be clear here: THERE IS NO RECALL EFFORT UNDERWAY AT THIS TIME AGAINST SEN. ROBERSON. NONE. NADA. ZIP.

That said, some conservatives, myself included, are pretty unhappy with Sen. Roberson’s flip-flop on Gov. Sandoval’s proposal to re-impose $620 million worth of tax hikes on Nevada’s families and small businesses next year.

As such, the recall inquiry has been made since the district Sen. Roberson was elected to represent has changed dramatically due to redistricting last year. At the very least, depending upon how the SoS rules, the number of signatures required to even qualify for a recall election could be either 7,411 signatures or 19,839…far from an insignificant difference.

So ALL I’ve asked for is an official ruling from the chief elections officer so that everyone will know exactly what the rules would be in the event some of those unhappy folks DO want to move forward with this.

Nevertheless, despite the fact that no recall effort is actually underway, Ralston, as is his wont, decided to crap all over such a notion in his Flash e-newsletter anyway:

“Did I mention that there is not one scintilla of evidence that conservatives are outraged by the governor’s tax plan, only that Muth and a handful of other wannabes have made noise about it. Mark my words: There will be no recall and what this is about is Muth trying to shake up/down the GOP establishment that now considers him a mere nuisance.”

In a companion tweet, Jon called the notion of a possible recall “ridiculous.”

Whatever.

The thing about Jon is that while he’s a smart guy and a talented writer, he’s also a liberal who doesn’t know doodley-squat about conservatives. He doesn’t understand what drives the tea party movement, nor does he get the Ron Paul/liberty movement. They are a philosophical foreign language to him.

Jon’s also not a player in the political arena; he’s an employee of a newspaper who does color commentary from the announcers’ booth well above the field. To the best of my knowledge, he has never donned the uniform himself.

He’s never run for public office. Never held a political party leadership position. Never ran a grassroots organization. Never had to raise contributions. Never had to fill out an FEC report. Never had to recruit, organize and manage volunteers. Never put together a voter registration drive. Never organized a voter ID or get-out-the-vote program. Never designed a voter contact mailer. And never produced a campaign radio or TV ad.

Indeed, Jon’s never done any of the stuff he regularly pontificates about with such unearned authority. In fact, Jon would appear to be the modern-day political embodiment of the “critic” Teddy Roosevelt talked about in his infamous “Citizenship In A Republic” speech:

“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”

So you’ll pardon me if I don’t give a rat’s arse what Jon Ralston thinks about the efficacy of a grassroots effort to possibly attempt a recall of a Republican elected official who sold out his base and who no longer dances with the ones who brung him.

Now, as someone who actually DOES have a little bit of experience in the political arena, let me concede that any effort to recall Sen. Roberson would be, at best, a longshot. A serious longshot.

Even if a sufficient number of signatures were obtained to qualify for a recall election, Sen. Roberson would have a ton of lobbyist and other special interest money to fight back…money that a rag-tag team of grassroots volunteers would be hard-pressed to match.

But does that mean the effort itself would serve no purpose? That it would be “ridiculous”?

Only to people who really don’t understand the conservative/liberty movement and who have never actually participated and competed in the political arena. In fact, there are at least two good reasons for conservatives to embark on such a recall effort, regardless of how difficult it would be:

1.) Practice makes perfect. A mid-summer door-to-door grassroots recall effort would help “tune up” activists for the fall campaign. Consider it the “pre-season.”

2.) A recall effort would serve notice to others that turning your back on your base and breaking your word has consequences.

A thief who doesn’t get caught or punished is only emboldened to keep stealing. Worse, other thieves are encouraged to follow his example.

Similarly, if there are no penalties for politicians who break their word, they’ll just keep breaking their word. And they’ll be a source of encouragement for other politicians to similarly break their word.

All of that said, let me reiterate: There is NO recall effort targeting Sen. Roberson underway. And any such recall effort may never even materialize. All I’ve done is reserve the www.RecallRoberson.com domain name just in case my client, or someone else, does decide to move forward.

So let’s not get everybody’s panties in a wad until we hear back from Secretary Miller, OK?

There is no excuse for the governor flipping the party regulars the bird – other than he wanted the avoid the possible embarrassment of being booed for his serial tax hikes despite his campaign promises to the contrary and despite the party’s stated platform opposition to such tax hikes.

Titular GOP head, indeed. How do you lead by hiding from your troops?

She did a professional bikini photo shoot for a layout in Maxim magazine. Click here

When you see this saucy photo, remember that Halseth attacked the wife of her Democrat opponent in 2010 in a mailer featuring a picture of the opponent’s wife in a low-cut evening gown. Halseth claimed the photo showed her opponent didn’t share “our values.” What a world-class hypocrite.

By the way, the May 1 criminal trial for Elizabeth’s falsely accused husband was postponed.

The convention was fairly evenly split between Mitt Romney supporters and party loyalists vs. Ron Paul supporters and many tea party activists – with the insurgents enjoying a sufficient majority to not only elect 22 out of 25 of their own to go to the GOP national convention in Tampa, but to oust the party’s sitting National Committeeman and Committeewoman, as well.

The rabble’s success has many establishment Republicans gnashing their teeth, with one sour grapes GOP blogger referring to the Paul supporters as a bunch of “liars, cheats and thieves.”

But the reality is, the Paul folks played by the rules and more of them attended the convention than the other team. As the saying goes, the world belongs to those who show up. (Not surprisingly, the Reno blogger-whiner is one of the malcontents who didn’t bother to show up. Go figure.)

In the meantime, many in the media are scratching their heads wondering, “What was this all about? What do the Paul people want? Don’t they know that they’ve lost; that Romney’s going to get the nomination?”

While true that some Paul supporters still hold out hope for a Tampa miracle, the more realistic are already looking well beyond November’s election. They know that in politics you often lose a number of early fights in order to gain experience and grow your movement for the long term.

Indeed, should Ron Paul “fail” in his presidential effort, he will have nonetheless successfully planted the seeds for an emerging “liberty” movement (not quite the same as the “conservative” movement) that will (hopefully) enjoy far greater political victories in the years to come.

Call it Barry Goldwater 2.0.

As such, don’t be surprised when a lot of Ron Paul Republicans cast their lot in November with Libertarian Party nominee Gary Johnson rather than with Mitt Romney. “But that’s stupid!” many establishment Republicans who have never heard of Dale Carnegie are already braying. “Don’t they know that will only help re-elect Obama?”

Oh, they know it. They just don’t care. The emerging Liberty Movement is sick of both establishment Democrats AND establishment Republicans. Their objective is for a return to the limited, constitutional government established by the Founders. In that pursuit, you’re either with them or against them, regardless of party.

Now, unless you’re part of this movement, such logic will seem insane. But for the Paul folks, it makes perfect sense. And the GOP establishment would be well advised to wake up and smell the revolution. Better yet, embrace it. Or else.

Loudly. Often angrily.

Indeed, one of the first orders of business was forcing a vote on removing the convention chairman who they had already voted to elect to oversee the scrum. Somehow the motion failed…perhaps some of the Ron Paul folks realized that if they got rid of this convention chair, no one else would be insane enough to agree to replace him.

Seriously, even the most innocuous, meaningless, inane matters were challenged by pointless “points of order,” points of inquiry” and even some newly-discovered “points of interests.” It was Mike Weber on steroids.

Longtime convention attendees know Mr. Weber for his insufferable soapbox grandstanding over arcane Robert’s Rules and absurd interpretations of the party’s bylaws.

Wanna know just how bad things were yesterday? Weber was, comparatively speaking, a voice of reason and moderation. He was a piker compared the newly-minted Pauliamentarian wannabes who showed up en masse to force their will upon the Romney-led establishment GOP.

But here’s the thing: On the occasional substantive challenge, the Paul folks were in the right.

And they won.

For example, for some reason the convention organizers neglected to set aside an area where guests and other non-delegates would be separate from those actually credentialed to participate. The legitimate point was raised that guests seated among delegates could participate in voicing “ayes” and “nays” without anyone knowing it.

In fact, that issue was at the root of some three hours worth of arguments, objections, yelling and shouting over what should have been the simple process of determining the official number of credentialed delegates who would be allowed to participate, you know, officially.

To his credit, new GOP Chairman Michael McDonald – who has been on the job for all of 13 days and essentially has nothing official to do with the convention – insisted on recessing the meeting for lunch and clearing the room so that the credential dispute could be resolved away from the microphones and angry hordes.

And that’s when the hotdog vendor got it.

Down in the sports bar a very nice woman was selling hotdogs and a cup of Coke for $2.50. She was pouring the cups of Coke from 16 oz. bottles. Well, this guy decked out head-to-toe in Ron Paul apparel, buttons and stickers decided that the $2.50 should include the WHOLE bottle of Coke, not just a cup of Coke and made a huge stink over it, much to the consternation of the rest of us starving souls in line.

I thought the poor lady was ready to clock him with the relish bucket. Some people, I guess, just can’t help being jerks.

Anyway, by the time the convention reconvened, security at the doors had been tightened and guests were corralled in a pen set up in the back of the room next to the media table. And with the official credentialing out of the way, it was time to adopt the official rules for the convention.

Rules? What rules? We don’t need no stinkin’ rules!

Another 2 to 3 hours of stupid, ridiculous, inane, meaningless arguments, objections and points of order – often by people who would make a braying jackass look like a Miss Manners Sunday school girl.

With the avoidable and unnecessary pain and agony over who the official participants were, where the bystanders were to be sequestered, and the rules by which the Butch Cassidy Republicans and Harvey Logan Republicans would fight under settled, it was game on.

The most entertaining – actually, the ONLY entertaining aspect of the entire meeting, was watching Republican National Committeewoman Heidi Smith metaphorically dousing herself with a 55-gallon drum of gasoline and flicking her Bic.

It was vintage Heidi Smith. “If I can’t have these mashed potatoes, nobody can. So let me burn the village down to save it.”

Smith, of Washoe County, was being challenged by Carol Del Carlo of Washoe County and Dianna Orrock of Clark County. And she has been a friendly, if not loyal, supporter of the Ron Paul folks for the past four years. As such, I suspect she assumed she would have their backing.

She assumed wrong…and it quickly became apparent that the Paul crowd’s pick was Orrock.

So in her re-election campaign speech, Smith threw Paul under the bus; telling the gathered gaggle that Mitt Romney was the only way to defeat Barack Obama (“that damned socialist!”), and even went so far as to hold up a Mitt Romney sign before sitting down to a chorus of boos.

It was a thing of beauty to behold. I mean, you do not get to witness a political suicide in person and in real time every day.

But what made Smith’s performance even more interesting was the fact that while stabbing the Ron Paul folks in the back, she inadvertently (or maybe advertently) stabbed Republican National Committeeman Bob List, who was being challenged by Interim party chief James Smack, in the heart. And here’s where those pesky rules come into play and why they are often argued in such life-of-death terms.

According to the party’s bylaws, the state’s National Committeewoman and National Committeeman cannot come from the same county. In addition, the bylaws stipulate that at this year’s convention the election for the National Committeewoman would take place before the election of the National Committeeman.

List is from Clark County. And in poking the Paul folks in the eye, Smith pretty much assured that Orrock would win more than the 50%-plus-one needed to avoid a run-off with Del Carlo. As such, if Orrock was elected List would become ineligible under party rules no matter how the voting turned out.

When the smoke cleared and the balloting completed (another major-league fuster-cluck in and of itself), Orrock had indeed won by a large majority. And even though List then became ineligible, the inevitable fight over his eligibility became moot after Smack also smoked List by a large margin.

The Ron Paul insurgents had taken on the establishment and won. Handily. Smith: KIA. List: KIA. Mission accomplished.

Alas, the war dragged on. For some insane reason, the convention organizers neglected to print up ballots for the national convention delegate race in advance…even though they were using BLANK BALLOTS.

Making matters worse, the hotel printer being used to print the ballots that should have been printed well in advance…broke.

But at least there was a silver lining to this particular SNAFU. Since nothing could be done until new ballots were somehow printed up, some of us were able to retire to the bar and watch then entire Floyd Mayweather/Miguel Cotto fight…in which real blood was spilled!

Somewhere around the nine o’clock hour, the convention was called back into session with the balloting for national delegates completed. Exhausted from a day of mind-numbing absurdity, a motion was made to recess the convention until the next morning. The Ron Paul army was having none of it. Motion crushed. Onward.

What transpired next was a pointless, meaningless, unnecessary and ridiculously absurd fight over a pair of bylaws changes that had actually been proposed in the previous convention but had not been voted upon.

Now here’s just how stupid this whole entire exercise became:

After considerable debate, discussion and argument over the pair of minor changes – one simply required that the minutes from party meetings be made available to members (duh) – both measures were approved separately and individually with nary a dissenting vote from either camp.

At which point some numbnut decided the rules required that the pair of changes be approved together in the form of a vote to approve the report of the Bylaws Committee which put the changes that had just been approved forward.

So a motion was made to adopt the report which contained the two minor changes which had just been pretty much unanimously approved. Piece of cake, right? Nothing to see here. Move along.

Wrong.

“All those in favor of adopting the report say aye.”

“Aye!”

“All those opposed say nay.”

“Nay!”

“The ayes have it.”

“Mr. Chairman, I call for a division of the house.”

At which point the chair asked all those in favor to stand.

“Thank you.”

“Now all those opposed stand. Thank you.”

The ayes have it.”

“Mr. Chairman, I call for an actual count.”

“Shoot him!!” (That was me; I couldn’t help myself)

But you know, the guy was right.

It was the *opinion* of the chair that the ayes had it in the voice vote. And it was the *opinion* of the same chair that the ayes had it in the visual division of the house. But it was close either way and the only way to know definitely and objectively was to conduct an actual head count.

And many, many MANY minutes later the count showed that indeed, the nays, not the ayes, had prevailed.

Another Paul victory. But for what?

The bottom line result: The Paul folks successfully voted down the approval of a report including nothing more than just the two minor changes they had already voted in favor of.

It was now pushing midnight. My head hurts. I need a drink.

Mercifully, the chief Ron Paul organizer decided that midnight was, in fact, late enough, and made a motion to recess until 9:00 a.m. Sunday morning. With no debate, the body agreed. So the circus doors are now re-opened…and like the masochist I am, I’m heading down for a couple more hours of abuse as the most contentious matters finally take the stage:

Platform and Resolutions.

Does anyone know where that Bloody Mary bar is?

First, to be clear, technically this is not a “new” tax or a tax “increase” – though Nevadans absolutely will be paying higher taxes after the deal takes effect than they were paying before Sandoval was elected.

You see, without the support (or, really, knowledge) of the people of the state of Nevada, the Legislature long ago passed what is called a “use” tax that you are supposed to voluntarily pay on your out-of-state purchases – online, mail order and even in person under certain circumstances.

As such, whether you drive to California and buy a t-shirt or order that same t-shirt online, you are supposed to calculate the Nevada “use” tax on that t-shirt – which, not coincidentally, is the same rate as your local/county/state “sales” tax – and send a check to the government.

So if the t-shirt cost you $20 and the “sales” tax rate in your county is 8.1%, you’re supposed to remit a check to the Nevada state government for $1.62 if you buy the shirt online. But again, it’s not called a “sales” tax because charging a sales tax on that purchase is prohibited by Article 1, Section 9 of the United States Constitution which reads:

“No Tax or Duty shall be laid on Articles exported from any State.”

So if the company “exports” (ships or mails) a t-shirt from its store in California to you in Nevada, no sales tax can be charged on that item being shipped across state lines. So here’s the sneaky little thing Nevada’s legislators did:

Instead of calling it a tax on the “sale” of the item being “exported” across state lines, Nevada instead says it’s charging a “use” tax on that product since you will be “using” it here in Nevada. So even if you buy so much as a toothpick online from an out-of-state company for “use” in Nevada, the government says you have to pay the government a tax on that purchase.

Just don’t call it a “sales” tax (wink, wink).

Alas, because of that pesky Constitution thing, Nevada can’t force out-of-state e-tailers to collect this tax from you on its behalf. So Nevada has to rely on you to voluntarily remit the taxes you “owe” for the privilege of “using” your t-shirt or toothpick in Nevada.

Which almost no one knows…and even fewer, if any, do.

Which is why Gov. Sandoval and state legislators have been pressuring e-tailers like Amazon to collect the “use” tax for them from you because they know doggoned well that you didn’t sign up for this Internet tax and ain’t about to start paying it voluntarily.

In fact, this issue has actually been on the ballot in Nevada and Nevadans have DEFEATED it. So there is NO DOUBT that Nevada’s citizens do NOT want this tax that legislators have imposed on their out-of-state Internet and mail order purchases for “use” in Nevada.

And yet, Gov. Sandoval has been twisting Amazon’s arm trying to force the company to “voluntarily” force you to pay up. Why? Because he knows if he can bend a giant like Amazon to his and the Legislature’s will, all the “little” e-tailers will eventually be forced to fall in line, as well.

The other reason is that without Amazon’s “voluntary” cooperation, Sandoval and state legislators know it will be virtually impossible to force the company to comply since it’s highly unlikely that Congress will pass a federal law enabling this “use” tax loophole to get around the Constitution.

One final note: The other 800-pound gorillas pushing this “Amazon tax” are the big-box, brick-and-mortar retailers such as WalMart and Best Buy. They are trying to frame this as a matter of “fairness” since they have to charge and collect sales taxes on purchases made in their Nevada stores and out-of-state e-tailers do not.

It’s a bullspit claim since e-tailers are at a competitive disadvantage in that they have to pay or charge for shipping, and customers can’t buy on impulse. They have to wait for delivery. So this “fairness” issue is just a smokescreen. This is just an effort by the big box stores to use the government to screw their competitors – you know, the way they screwed the little mom-and-pop brick-and-mortar stores years ago.

Anyway, the bottom line is this: No matter how you slice it, if Internet and mail order purchases are taxed – whether the tax is called a “sales” or a “use” tax – YOU are the one who is going to pay it. Not Amazon. Not WalMart. And not Best Buy. YOU.

You don’t want this tax. You didn’t agree to this tax. You’ve actually voted to reject this tax. And you’re not “voluntarily” paying this tax. But Gov. Sandoval is trying to shove it up your wazoo anyway.

Wouldn’t it be nice if our self-proclaimed “conservative” governor actually took the side of taxpayers over the government for a change?

Don’t hold your breath waiting.

In a blog post last September, OJ referred to me as “the decidedly non-Republican Chuck Muth, who so often undermines whatever good work he does for the conservative movement by periodically encouraging and promoting fratricide within the Republican Party to the glee of liberals everywhere.”

You see, in OJ’s mind, at least back in the “old days” (last fall), to be a good conservative apparently meant not criticizing bad Republicans or bad Republican decisions. Well, that was then; this is now. And now OJ is slashing out at a whole host of his fellow Republicans with a vengeance.

At least when I criticize certain Republicans, it’s as a “decidedly non-Republican.” But OJ is a GOP frat brother who apparently believes Reagan’s anti-fratricide 11th Commandment only applies to thee, not to he.

Indeed, take a look at this excerpt from an OJ blog post this week – titled, “Lie, Cheat, and Steal – It’s the Ron Paul Way!” – targeted at fellow Republicans who support Republican presidential candidate/Republican Congressman Ron Paul:

“I recently received an E-mail from a disaffected Ron Paul supporter that Nevada Paul Campaign Chair Carl Bunce recently sent out to his supporters. The long and the short of it is that it’s a battle plan which encourages Paul folks to lie to pollsters to ‘fool’ the Romney campaign, in order to make it easier to shock-’n’-awe their way to a Ron Paul National Convention slate. It’s full of paranoia about information control (Hah! Fail!) and secrecy, with a nice dab of Personality Cult for Doctor Paul.

“Well, secret’s out, you dishonest goofballs. Everyone knows your game. …

“This E-mail provides ample proof that these people don’t care about winning elections or building majorities, but simply want to throw temper tantrums like entitled babies, all the while thinking they’re oh so clever. They don’t just think they’re entitled to vote, they think they have some God-given entitlement to win every election just because they showed up! Honestly – they’re much, much more akin to Occupy Wall Street hippies than any recognizable brand of libertarianism or conservatism.”

Wow, that’s some hissy fit…to the glee of liberals everywhere!

But OJ’s slash-and-burn invective isn’t limited to just Ron Paul Republicans. Indeed, he reserved some of his harshest fratricidal pontification for newly-elected Nevada Republican Party Chairman Michael McDonald, to the glee of liberals everywhere.

“The Nevada State GOP began hemorrhaging credibility back in October,” OJ wrote a couple days ago, to the glee of liberals everywhere. “With McDonald’s election, they’ve officially eliminated it completely. This will end badly for the state party, and for any politician stupid enough to get to (sic) close to Mr. McDonald.”

OJ continued encouraging and promoting fratricide within the Republican Party to the glee of liberals everywhere by exclaiming Chairman McDonald’s “irredeemable crookedness” while allowing that the former Las Vegas city councilman “can be personable and charming, but then so is any good con man.”

Not satisfied with attacking Ron Paul Republicans and the Nevada Republican Party chairman, OJ then continued his rant by targeting the 2/3 super-majority of members of the Nevada Republican Central Committee who voted for McDonald to be their chairman last Sunday:

“McDonald’s supporters either knew about his track record and are fine with government waste and likely corruption as long as it’s ‘our guy’ doing it, willfully ignored the clear evidence right in front of them, or just uncritically took what he said at face value because it sounded good. …

“(T)his is what happens when you throw a temper tantrum instead of getting serious, doing your homework, persuading instead of bullying, and actually try winning real elections with good candidates…. (Y)ou elect a non-policy-affecting figurehead whose name is synonymous with corruption in politics.

“And Republican elected officials, take heed – someday that picture of you grinning and gripping with McDonald will be on every one of your opponent’s fliers on every doorstep in your district trying to tie you to the latest scandal associated with a guy whose made a habit of scandal.”

Thank goodness OJ opposes “encouraging and promoting fratricide within the Republican Party to the glee of liberals everywhere,” huh?

Like I said…a world-class hypocrite.

But with Newt apparently about to suspend his campaign in the coming days, I’ll be switching over to where my philosophical heart lies: Ron Paul.

At least until Mitt Romney does, in fact and officially, get the GOP nomination. At which point we’ll have to have a serious conversation about Gary Johnson.

Actually, it’s quite simple. The members of the GOP Central Committee couldn’t care less what the mainstream media, the Left or Orrin Johnson think. In fact, the very fact that the mainstream media, the Left and Orrin Johnson are attacking Michael McDonald endears McDonald to many members all the more.

One of the prime rules of politics is to communicate with and take care of your constituents. And McDonald – unlike most current and former elected officials – has been actively involved with the party and its Central Committee members since I was the Clark County Republican Party chairman and he was running for the Las Vegas City Council way back in 1995.

Say whatever else you want about Chairman McDonald, but he’s paid his party dues and then some…unlike many of his critics.