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Instead of burning through more pixels on tonight's pitch for you to DONATE TO REASON RIGHT THE HELL NOW, I'll hand the microphone over to Garrett Quinn.

Who is Garrett Quinn? He is a very funny young man who I met at a St. Paul bar called The Liffey outside the Republican National Convention, where he was a Taxachusetts delegate for a cat named Dr. Ron Paul. At the end of every hard-earned convention day, Garrett would find some reason to return to The Liffey, where he would shoot important, Tim Cavanaugh-indicting video such as this:

Garrett later showed up as a contributor to Wonkette, in addition to fighting the day-to-day battle for increasing the scope of liberty in the Bay State, partly through vigorous agitatin' on the Internet. Yes, the kid owes me $20 for betting against the Angels, but I feel like his Red Mass Group pitch for what he calls "a magazine that is near and dear to my heart" is genuine. Here it is:

Reason Magazine is THE leading libertarian publication in the United States and it has not wavered in its undying advocacy for free minds and free markets. There is no magazine I look forward to reading more than Reason: from its fantastic feature stories to the Brickbats to Tim Cavanaugh's coarse Gen X observations on the state of affairs.

Despite the attacks on freedom & liberty during the Bush years and the accelerating march toward socialism in the Obama era many consider this the libertarian moment. At no other point in history have so many people experienced such high standards of living and had easy access to so much. More people are free now than at any point in the history of mankind.

Reason.com, Reason Magazine, and The Reason Foundation need our support now more than ever. If you can please donate to this wonderful libertarian institution. Better yet, subscribe to the print edition for a year, it's only $20.

You heard the man, support Reason today!

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