To Err on the Side of Liberty

"A man with a clear conscience can sleep all night"

I've heard that from various sources and it is exactly what I'm about to do. You see, the Georgia Primary was today. "Super Tuesday" they call it. In this primary I got to do something that I'm probably going to get used to. I voted my conscience.

In the general election of 2008 I voted for John McCain. I chose him simply because I knew, even then, exactly how bad Barack Obama was going to be for this country. however, if I'm honest, I literally held my nose with my left hand as my right index finger (come to think of it, it might have been the bird) tapped the square on the touch screen before me. In reality, I knew McCain wouldn't be much better.

But today I had a choice. I could pick from the polypropylene smile of Mitt Romney, the self-proclaimed "underdog" named Rick Santorum, the Quasi-Georgian Newt Gingrich or I could vote my conscience. And so today I smiled, breathed deep through both nostrils and proudly tapped the square next to Ron Paul's name.

I'm one of the 6.5% of Georgian voters that did so. If we're honest, we'll admit that our guy was not going to win the state and wouldn't come close. And I can't speak for all of the others but at least for me, it was exhilarating to vote FOR someone, instead of AGAINST someone else. Today I can say that if I was in the wrong, at least I erred on the side of Liberty. And that is my new political ethos.

And now it's time for bed. I can sleep well knowing that I didn't vote for a charlatan, a socialist, a phony, an "extremist theocrat" (to use his own words about others) or Newt Gingrich. I voted for the right man at the right time. I stood with a finite minority in doing so but I know that the continued erosion of Liberty is not on my hands this time.

Goodnight.