I had to talk to Susan about it. It had been the most important thing on my mind for seven days. I knew time would be getting ahead of me. It couldn’t be put off. Even as I peered through the glass into the Party headquarters, unbeknownst to me, the Reagan Wing editor was in the process of queuing up an article by Phil Spackman that would set the clock ticking, but in my mind it was already ticking.
The door was locked.
Unusual. It had never been locked before – from the first time I went to the State Party office (Chair Jennifer Dunn held court at 9 Lake Bellevue Drive) to the last time I had come to this same location (after Kirby moved it here from Luke Esser’s location … who moved it from Diane Tebelius’ location … who moved it… oh, you get the picture).
Not many businesses lock their doors during business hours. Could it be that no one was here? No one was visible inside, not at the reception desk or down the long hallway. Did they forget my appointment and go home in the middle of a midweek afternoon?
There was a doorbell, so I pushed it and waited. Nothing happened.
I rang again, this time holding my finger on the button longer.
Leigh appeared, let me in, and introduced herself. She was not “business friendly,” nor wearing an impressive costume. She was genuinely friendly… and she went to get Susan.
Susan Hutchison looked great (this is one of her indisputable talents) and ushered me down the hall toward our conference room. On the way I saw that the office was not empty. She stopped to let me greet her interim something-or-other: long-time Lori Sotelo-endorsing, anti-Ron Paul activist, Steve Beren.
We knew each other.
Hutchison then pulled the Heimlich maneuver … introducing me to executive director Caleb Heimlich (a 2008 Ron Paul delegate before being digested by Kirby Wilbur). We, too, had met before.
My offer to Susan over the phone, of either a mutual pledge of confidentiality or to meet her privately, had been declined. Surprised when I closed the door behind us, she explained that everything is very open in the WSRP office as she runs it (except, obviously, the front door). This means members of her staff are able to access crucial information for the benefit of anyone else in politics with whom they deal. Susan (as I once pointed out about Reagan) seems to harbor “an optimism and faith in the good will of Americans that far exceeds my own.”
In the note I carried, Susan had written two pages that contained the seeds of her own destruction. And she didn’t know it or she wouldn’t have done the things that led her to write it. And if she had known what she didn’t know and decided to do the things she had done anyway she wouldn’t have attempted to justify them in a note like this. Now she was on the verge of becoming a casualty of BOTH sides in the Party’s internal war (which Susan denies exists. March 12th email: ” …one party, united across 39 counties.”).
For forty years men and women who came to save the Republic from American Communism and social holocaust have had to fight the Republican Party to do so and Susan has had virtually no part in, or consciousness of those battles. The war to save our nation is being fought INSIDE the Republican Party and I knew Susan had no way to know that. She has never held a Party office before, much less participated in the convention/caucus struggles. Scarred veterans on the Liberty side of the battle have been asking “Is Susan a friend or an enemy?” Her note, because she has no orientation to the real war, would tell them, “I’m an enemy.” And we know she has already been under fire from the other side, the midstreamers, the counterfeit conservatives, the real enemy.
What I really wanted was to crash through the door with an offer of salvation: