Via Ryan
It was the spring of 2006, and I was surfing the Net at the
University of Louisville's library when I first sighted the online
advertisement: "Now accepting applications for fall 2006 College
Republican National Committee (CRNC) Field Representatives. Click here
for more information." Without delay, I clicked the ad.
At that time, I was a self-proclaimed, dyed-in-the-wool Republican – a
bona fide gun-toting, flag-waving, God-fearing Conservative who wanted
nothing more than for the government to stay out of my business and my
pocketbook. I still am all of these things –well, except for the fervent
Republican part. I truly believed this Field Representative position
would be the perfect opportunity for me to, as the CRNC slogan urges,
"make a difference".
It was only a matter of days after submitting my application that I
was contacted by Lindy Dinkladge, the CRNC National Field Director at
the time. She asked me a couple generic questions, such as, "How do you
feel about taxes?" and "What do you think about Saddam Hussein?" I
assured her that I wasn't fond of either and, without further ado, I was
hired.
That August, I boarded a plane to Washington, DC to embark on my
training as a CRNC Field Representative. I spent the weeks learning how
to create, as Chairman Paul Gourley described it, a "mass base youth
effort." By the end of training, I was pumped up and raring to go. In my
native Kentucky accent, I let everyone know that, "I'ma gonna recruit
me some College Republicans, y'all!"
I was deployed to the state of Michigan to spend the fall semester
attempting to win the hearts and minds of Michigan 20-somethings over to
the Republican cause. In the year of 2006, Michigan was particularly
politically vivacious. In addition to the federal elections occurring
across the nation, Michigan had a highly contested gubernatorial race
taking place as well.
I wasted no time hitting the grind. Within weeks, I had hauled my
twenty-dollar Wal-Mart special fold-up recruitment table and College
Republican sign-up sheet to over twelve Michigan campuses and had
already recruited hundreds of new students. I was "rockin' and rollin'".
My relationship with the GOP couldn't possibly have been better. I
was still young – and still very much in love. Little did I know that my
puppy love, along with my naivete, would soon be eradicated.