All right.
Twenty-four hours.
Tomorrow, at one o’clock, we have the first Truth Party rally.
And I have to tell you—yesterday I was nervous.
Not regular nervous. I mean checking things that I had already checked three times nervous.
Do we have the signs? Yes.
Do we have the flyers? Yes.
Do we have the banners? Yes.
Do people know about it? Yes.
Did I contact the media? Yes.
Did I personally talk to people? Yes.
Okay… LET’S CHECK EVERYTHING AGAIN.
But something happened when I woke up this morning.
The nerves were gone.
I feel relaxed.
I feel good.
And more than anything else…
I can’t wait.
Because at this point, we’ve done the work.
I’ve handed out flyers.
I’ve walked into businesses.
I’ve gone into taverns and coffee shops.
I’ve talked to people face-to-face.
I’ve invited people personally.
I’ve contacted television stations, radio stations, newspapers—and even sent the press release to the Today show.
At some point you’ve got to stop preparing for the party…
and have the damn party.
And that’s where we are.
Tomorrow isn’t about whether 25 people show up, or 50, or 100, or 500.
Because I’ve realized something.
The number isn’t the story.
The fact that we’re doing it is the story.
A hundred days ago, this was an idea.
What if we could get Americans participating again?
What if we stopped treating politics like professional wrestling?
What if instead of everybody screaming Republican! Democrat! Liberal! Conservative! MAGA! Socialist!—
we just started with something much simpler:
Are you participating?
Are you a citizen?
Or are you a spectator?
Because that’s really what the Truth Party has become about.
I’m not interested in creating another tribe.
We’ve got plenty of tribes.
Hell, America has enough tribes now that apparently everybody gets their own newsletter.
I’m interested in creating a meeting place.
A place where somebody on the left can sit next to somebody on the right and discover something absolutely horrifying:
They actually like each other.
Imagine that.
Two Americans disagree about politics…
and nobody calls the police.
That’s revolutionary!
And tomorrow we’re going to try something that’s become strangely radical in America.
We’re going to get together in person.
We’re going to talk.
We’re going to laugh.
We’re going to disagree.
We’re going to listen.
And maybe we’ll discover that we have a hell of a lot more in common than we’ve been told.
That’s the experiment.
That’s tomorrow.
And here’s the thing I’m proudest of:
Nobody gave us permission to do this.
There wasn’t some political consultant sitting in Washington saying,
“John, we’ve reviewed the polling and determined Americans are ready for the Truth Party.”
No!
There was just an idea.
Then a website.
Then a video.
Then another video.
Then conversations.
Then flyers.
Then people saying:
“Yeah. I’ll come.”
That’s how things start.
Not with 10,000 people.
With one.
Then two.
Then ten.
Then somebody brings a friend.
Tomorrow, somebody is going to walk through that door who I’ve never met before.
And they’re going to say:
“I heard about this thing.”
That’s incredible to me.
Because yesterday there had never been a Truth Party rally.
Tomorrow…
there will have been one.
Nobody can take that away.
And Monday morning, we’ll wake up and ask:
What’s next?
Because the rally isn’t the finish line.
It’s the starting gun.
Tomorrow we stop talking about starting something.
We started it.
Tomorrow we stop wondering whether people will show up.
We find out.
Tomorrow we stop preparing.
And we begin.
So today?
I’m going to enjoy this.
I’m going to make sure everything is packed.
I’m going to rehearse a little.
I’m going to get some sleep.
And tomorrow I’m going to walk into that room, look around, and appreciate every single person who decided that instead of sitting home complaining about America…
they’d get off the couch and participate in it.
That’s a citizen.
That’s what we’re building.
Twenty-four hours.
No more nerves.
No more wondering.
I’m ready.
We’re ready.
Tomorrow…
IT’S ON.
I’ll see you at the Truth Party rally.
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