Now, being the smart ladies we are, Lindsey, Hayley, and I somehow got separated from the group, but were not about to miss the action that we knew would unfold during this speech. So we found ourselves in the front row sandwiched between the woman who's never gotten a haircut and the creepy old guy that kept standing up to get a good look at the man he worships while squatting and squinting his eyes in a way that made us all feel a little more uncomfortable, if that was even possible at this point. While Ron Paul spoke of no foreign policy and Mexicans raping our youth in Texas, these "Republicans" stood up and cheered around us while we sat quietly in our seats and stared in amazement. A standing ovation ensued after, which we also opted out of. While we sat quietly discussing what had just unfolded, minding our own business, Repunzal came up to us and confidently told us, "He is the only one up there speaking the truth!" Well we had quite a few opinions to share with her about foreign policy and American legitimacy within the world. She walked away once she found out we were college students and said, "You must know everything then." Well we know a heck of a lot more than she did apparently because she couldn't hold her own in an intelligent conversation against three 19 year-old young women. By the way, this same scene happened about three times after that day, but that's just too much to get into here.
To lighten the mood a little, we went to a reception where the hosts of Red Eye from Fox News were speaking, along with Ann Coulter. Although I think Coulter is somewhat showy, she was quite entertaining. Afterwards we went to a 100th birthday party for Ronald Reagan and watched two documentaries that were very inspiring. Oh yeah, and we got cake shaped like Reagan made by the Cake Boss fromm TLC. That was pretty sweet, literally. After spending 11 hours at the Marriot I was pretty exhausted from political discourse. Stay tuned for an update on Day 3. I'm sure it will involve more libertarian ignorance.
-Lauren C.
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