Just as the Ring could only be destroyed by casting it back into the heart of Sauron’s realm where it was created, so to it would seem the health insurance reform bill can only be destroyed by casting it back to Massachusetts, the stronghold of liberal extremism. There, in the home of so many far leftists, the real people of America can make their voices heard. Whether they are left-leaning or right-leaning, independent, Republican, or even Democrat—the average, everyday Americans are our only hope for salvation from the tyranny of the governmental elite. The affairs of the powerful policy-makers in far off lands rarely trouble the majority of general citizens, and they are content to enjoy life in the Shire. That is their great wisdom. But when, from time to time, their peaceful existence is threatened by the intrusion of some new enemy of liberty—be it from outside or from within—these ordinary individuals become far more important than the supposedly mighty.

Just like the Ring, the health insurance reform bill of Obama-Reid-Pelosi has become something far too powerful to be allowed to exist . . . it is, indeed, one bill to rule them all, one bill to find them, one bill to bring them all and in the darkness bind them. Americans have recognized this. Their cries, however—the great weight of public opinion, the many signs of public unrest—have gone unheeded. And now, in a truly remarkable coincidence, they are given one small opportunity to decide the fate of the country. What were the chances that one vote in the Senate would be all that was needed? What was the likelihood that eight months before the next regular election, one Senate seat would be theirs for the choosing? And who could have guessed that the battleground for that choice would be Massachusetts—the old seat of the long-time proponent of universal health care, Ted Kennedy?

There, in the heart of Democratic power, commonsense Americans must find a way to elect a Republican, to defeat for now the greatest threat to our long-enjoyed way of life. If it were a Republican proposal poised to destroy the very idealogical foundations that this country is built upon, doubtless next week’s special election would be in Oklahoma. For, always it is thus, in great endeavors and worthy struggles, the battle is decided in the enemy stronghold, and victory is won by the regular people—unknown and unsung.

It ought rightly to be remembered, should we win the day, that neither the Republican Boromirs who wished to use the bill’s passage to gain future political power, nor the Aragorn-like hero of Scott Brown, nor even the wise Gandalfs of conservative thinkers were the last line of defense for this country. Instead, it will have been the Frodos and Sams who contributed the money, made the phone calls, and walked into the voting booths all over Massachusetts.

So, I bid you, lend your aid in any form to the campaign of Scott Brown. All you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to you.