I happily cling to my guns and my God, even if President Obama thinks that that is a simpleminded thing in his elitist heart.

We don't have to apologize for American exceptionalism or western values.

I believe in America. I believe in her purpose and her promise. I believe her best days have not yet been lived. I believe her greatest deeds are reserved for the generations to come.

It is time to change our policy of appeasement toward the Palestinians, to strengthen our ties with the nation of Israel.

Those of you that will be 21 by November the 12th, I ask for your support and your vote.

You see, as Americans we're not defined by class, and we will never be told our place. What makes our nation exceptional is that anyone, from any background, can climb the highest of heights.

I am also the product of a place called Paint Creek. Doesn't have a zip code. It's too small to be called a town along the rolling plains of Texas. We grew dryland cotton and wheat, and when I wasn't farming or attending Paint Creek Rural School, I was generally over at Troop 48 working on my Eagle Scout award.