In my life I've had the luck of being sort of like Forrest Gump. (And yeah, I know, I sound like him, too.) I've had the honor of meeting or knowing every American president since Lyndon Johnson. I've been present when critical decisions were made in presidential campaigns. I was chairman of Newt Gingrich's political organization when he took over Congress. I even had "dinner and a movie" with Bill Clinton in the White House. I also had the miserable but highly educational experience of being a nominee for high statewide office (I lost) and serving the public in my state of Georgia at one time as a member of its legislature. I've been blessed and lucky.
But, like Forrest, I've mostly had that sort of dumb luck that allows one as a teen to observe Jimmy Carter working in his office; or that happened to place me in a private meeting with Richard Nixon.
I mean, really. If I hadn't lived it, I would believe my life has been a dream.
But also like Gump, I have been able to absorb important lessons from what I've seen and experienced.
They say paranoia is having "extreme delusions of grandeur or an extreme sense of persecution." Trust me. In politics, there are heaping portions of both delusions and persecution.
After this long campaign and all that we as Americans have encountered in the past decade, it might be fair to say that we have a right to feel a bit paranoid. And my book raises questions that many of you likely are asking yourselves and one another. For example, why did the economy tank right before the election? Why were oil prices such a big deal three months ago but not now? How did Barack Obama come from nowhere and manage to raise mountains of money?
And finally, this: What happened to the Republican Party I was part of the one that believed in less government, term limits and increased liberty?
Yes, I'm shamelessly hoping my readers will order "Paranoid Nation" online as they prepare for Christmas. Aside from the book, I'm like the Little Drummer Boy -- no gifts to bring.