AIKEN MUST WIN IN MISSOURI TO REMOVE HARRY REID FROM HIS SENATE CONTROL

Dear Conservatives, 

Our TV ads have been on the air for a week in Florida, Ohio, and West Virginia. 

And already, they're having a tremendous impact. 

In West Virginia, Democrat incumbent Joe Manchin held a press conference in response to our TV ads, calling me "callous" for simply exposing his big-spending record.

Even a member of my own Party joined the press conference by phone in support of Senator Manchin. 

And over the course of the weekend, dozens of national news outlets featured headlines and stories about our TV ads. 

Since the establishment is squealing over our TV ads, it means they're making an impact - which is why I've decided to expand our ad buy into the key battleground state of Missouri.

Can I count on you to make a generous contribution to our Double Down Money Bomb to help expand our ad buy into Missouri? 

MISSOURI - TODD AIKEN IS A TRUE CONSERVATIVE AND MUST BE ELECTED TO SAVE AMERICA

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A French proverb declares: “What is hard to endure is sweet to recall.” I seldom agree with the French, but, as a former professional boxer, I know this to be true. In 2003 I was fighting Cuban heavyweight Roberto Valdez before thousands at Chicago’s UIC Pavilion. Valdez was big, strong and mean. I was told that, a few years earlier, he had traversed shark-infested waters, alone, on a rickety makeshift raft to enjoy freedom in the land of the free. This, of course, is the very land Barack Obama seeks to “fundamentally transform.” The American vision he shares with many Democrats – to include Missouri Sen. Claire McCaskill – is something not dissimilar to the land from whence Valdez came. McCaskill, of course, is defending her title against embattled Republican Rep. Todd Akin; but more on that later. At length, and evidently having confused boxing with baseball, Valdez found himself enjoying the freedom to attempt knocking my head into the nickel stands. In the second round he connected with a big left hook, sending me – for the first and only time in my boxing career – to the canvas. I found myself with a decision to make. As I grasped for the ropes, my head full of cobwebs, and made it to one knee, I seriously considered, for an instant, waiting out the ten-count. For an instant.