Last Friday, we wanted a comment from Paul about the Israeli flotilla attack (especially since his father, Ron, vociferously condemned it). But after a slew of emails, unreturned voicemails, and some rookie muckraking, we’ve heard nothing from the Rand Paul campaign — not even a “no comment.” I don’t care about his views on Israel anymore; I just want to talk to a human voice.”
So, where is the doctor? Having given up on his own campaign website and phones, I even tried to reach him through DeMint’s Conservative Senate Fund, but to no avail. Slowly but surely, I am running out of options. Perhaps he really is the Doctor, and has disappeared, along with his entire campaign staff, in his Tardis.
More likely, Paul is on the mother-ship adjusting to the implants that Republicans hope will enable him to communicate in non-radical, non-Ron Paul Revolutionary language that might still secure the Senate seat for their Party.
The few times he has been beamed down by his RNC abductors, Rand’s bland non-answers give evidence that his body is not rejecting the Washingtonian chips and that he is making progress in the political art of communicating while saying nothing of substance.
Hopefully, news of the Salon article will reach those managing Paul’s campaign and they will understand that the doctor will eventually have to start making contact with Kentucky inhabitants if they are to have any hope of dispelling a growing sense that Rand is orbiting another planet.




















