I just returned from a visit to the great state of Utah. How it came about is, a man from the great state of Texas had contacted me, having found one of the websites I have up in regards to the Article V Convention.
He flipped me an e-mail asking if I’d heard of their movement. I clicked the link, scanned, saw what person was heading their group, replied asking if I could have a word with them, and left my number. Texas called back, we talked, and he left off saying he’d put me in touch with their head.
I left the e-mail undeleted for follow-up, and after a week replied again asking if there was any contact information. The reply from Texas was he was trying--another few days passed, and I replied again with something like, "You mean an American concerned with things as they are can’t contact a fellow American to kick the tires on an idea?" The reply back was a notice of their group gathering at a ranch in Utah.
I called the ranch, spoke with the woman who owns it, and in explaining things, she said if I could get there, she’d make sure I had a slot to speak. With anywhere from fifty to a hundred Americans attending--probably a lot who had never heard of the convention clause--I figured I should be there. I didn’t want to go, I’m trying really hard to finish a book I’ve been working on, and tried to make excuses why I shouldn’t go, but before I knew it, was typing in a flight to Utah.
I got there the day before the start of the conference and all through that day Loretta (the owner) got more and more calls from folks from all over the country asking if the ranch had room for them. As word spread, it turned into an actual "Happening"--people from forty different states drove or flew in.
I just got back today (flight diverted because Santa Barbara was fogged), but what I saw was amazing. This diary is the teaser. For now, based on all I’ve processed the last four days, and all the strange things that went on (and by strange, I mean Good (overall)--though at one point I pissed off some tall, strong American Bible-thumpers with guns on their hips--getting accused of being an operative--trying to divide their effort--taking a step back, hands up, saying I was just there for the Constitution [they didn't want to hear about Article V, but what they thought was right]), I’ll reiterate what I did in my introduction before the hundred and fifty-plus people there: The speaker before me thinks it’s over--our republic and the Constitution are over. I don’t believe that. I came to represent those who believe the same.