the spirit of ‘06
tank of gas to Lancaster, New Hampshire - $34.88
camping fee for two nights at Roger’s Campground - $46.00
ticket to the Liberty Ladies’ first annual Cook-off - $7.00
chance to spend the weekend networking and partying with the finest bunch of libertarian political activists in the U.S…. priceless
I got back from PorcFest two days ago, exhausted and drained.  Like the protagonist of Robert Heinlein’s “Stranger in a Strange Land”, I got home, went straight to bed, curled up in the fetal position, and tried to grok the experience. It’s taken me two days to make sense of it all.Â
On a surface level, it was a wonderful party. I got to see most of my new friends in New Hampshire, as well as some from back in California and other parts of the U.S. whom I hadn’t seen since last PorcFest. I made some new friends. The weather was beautiful (again), everyone was friendly as can be (again), and I heard some really inspirational and informative speeches from some individuals on the front lines of New Hampshire politics.
But I came away on Sunday feeling melancholy and confused. Attendance at this year’s ‘fest was clearly lower than last year’s. Michael Badnarik cancelled (wasn’t worth his while financially, apparently; phtphtff! Isn’t he supposed to be a participant of the Free State Project?). The rock band that played last year didn’t come back (their asking price was too steep). Maybe it was because I live here now, and know most of the conference speakers personally (hell, two of them were carrying my furniture up the stairs a week ago!), but I couldn’t shake the feeling that the whole thing was, well…. small-town. Insular. Members of the libertarian community who aren’t already FSP participants didn’t seem interested enough to get themselves to Lancaster to hear about the latest goings-on in the Free State.  I didn’t observe any members of the press in attendance. Had the project peaked? Was this as good as it was going to get? Had I made a horrible mistake in moving here?!
Then it hit me (lying in the fetal position, at about 4:30AM this morning). Yes, PorcFest *was* small-town. Lancaster is small-town (it’s probably got more moose than people). New Hampshire is small-town (at least from the perspective of a former San Francisco Bay Arean). THAT’S THE POINT. The political inroads that have already been made by Free State Project early movers are rather mind-boggling when you line them up together. In the course of just one day, festival attendees heard from a speaker who is the state chair of the Republican Liberty Caucus and a member of the state Republican Party’s platform committee (he’s been in the state less than a year)… a man who came within 50 votes of getting onto the City Council of one of the largest cities in the state… a 20-something woman who has already served as a Selectman in her small town… a homeschooling mother of two who wrote a bill which was passed by the House and Senate, signed by the Governor, and is now state law…. a 20-something man who spearheaded a statewide effort to defy federal National ID legislation, and has essentially succeeded, the best efforts of Washington D.C. to the contrary… Perhaps most amazing of all, over a dozen early movers are running for the State House this year… and several of them are expected to win! Just think about that. In just a few short months, the state of New Hampshire will have a bonafide libertarian caucus, every member of whom is a young (or young-at-heart), energetic go-getter on a mission to cut the size and scope of state government. To my knowledge, such a situation hasn’t occurred anywhere in this country in the past 50 years. Things are about to get very, very interesting around here. This could never work back in California. It could only work in small-town New Hampshire. Keep an eye on it.
While I’m sharing this epiphany with you, allow me to share another. Jack Daniels and Jaegermeister: just say no, kids. Mein Gott in Heimel.
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