2012 Republican Presidential candidate Ron Paul attracted an impressive 6,000-plus supporters and undecided voters at his University of Texas at Austin town hall meeting. Ron Paul’s UTA town hall meeting was held at 7:00 p.m. CT at the university’s LBJ Library Lawn, located at 2313 Red River Street in Austin, TX. At the event, Dr. [...]
Watch Ron Paul LIVE!!!
Make sure to come out and see two of the greatest modern day defenders of the Constitution! Rep. Ron Paul and Judge Andrew Napolitano will be at the historic Newport Music Hall tonight! Don’t miss out on this amazing event!
Here’s the schedule of events:
6:15pm – Doors open at the Newport Music Hall
6:45pm – Introduction
6:50pm – Jordan Page
7:00pm – “Freedom Watch with Judge Napolitano” goes LIVE! feat.
- Rep. Ron Paul
- Ron Hood
- Maurice Thompson
- Rep. Tim Grendell
- Sheriff Mack
- Alicia Healy
- Chris Littleton
- Jason Rink
- Dave Grabaskas
8:00pm – “Freedom Watch” ends. Jordan Page
8:10pm – Judge Napolitano
8:20pm – Rep. Ron Paul
Admission is FREE (no ticket needed).
Standing room only (some seats will be available), first come, first serve. So get there early!
Newport Music Hall is located at:
1722 North High Street
Columbus, OH 43201-1105
Parking is available across the street from the Newport:
Parking Garage: Ohio Union South
1759 N High St
Columbus, OH 43210
Parking Garage: Ohio Union North
1780 College Rd
Columbus, OH 43210
“Freedom Watch with Judge Napolitano” and Rep. Ron Paul’s speech will both air live on FoxNews.com, http://live.foxnews.com/strategy-room
More info at http://www.RonPaulohio.com.
Email YALOSU@YALOSU.com with any questions.
by Mark Sashine
When you leave the country for good you take a part of it with you forever.
I play the march named that way every day although it is not for the CD. It is a railway march and it needs an orchestra in the open air. The old country was a railway country. The first sound I remember as a child was a train whistle. Nobody played that march at the station on the day of our departure and there were no crying women or soldiers waving hands through the doors. The evening was cold and we were standing under the shadow of the overpass in a frozen silence. The mist crawled from beneath a train, red and black from the sparks and coal- fed heaters of the carriages. It enveloped us, took us in and pushed us towards the river as if not just the train but the whole platform was on the way to the great bridge, the only one leading to the capital, to the airport, to the gate abroad, out, away forever.