Sarah Palin
16 Nov
by myerman
I’m not sure how this all happened, but I suddenly find myself living in a country where the latest political standard bearer, Sarah Palin, is aggressively proud of her ignorance, her lack of savvy, and her intellectual dishonesty.
Back in the day, when W was president, some of his handlers and ardent followers at least tried to make excuses for his simpleton ways, saying that he was supposed to be some kind of “man of the people.” That he had the “common touch.” It was okay, ya know, if he wasn’t book smart because he was the kind of guy you could have beer and tacos with. (Never mind that you better be ready to drop $10,000 a plate for the privilege.)
Fast forward a few years, and witness La Palin. The Quitter. She who speaks in random phrases that are thrown and tossed into a giant Word Salad Spinner and then used to bludgeon the nation’s collective IQ on all wavelengths. Every time I hear her voice I feel like driving an ice pick into my brain just to make myself feel better.
And I keep thinking to myself, why did that bastard John McCain have to annoint her the chosen one, allow her the privilege of taking up space on my TV and my trends. Didn’t she lose her bid to become Vice President? Why does she keep talking? Why are people giving her time and attention?
I just wanna know why that bitch is on my lawn?
This is a very pretty blog.
I’m glad you like it, Mr Elijah.
I thought that comment said, “This is a very petty blog.” and I about spit out my water.
And would the media please stop referring to Palin as Momma Grizzly? That folksy gosh-darnit thing she does isn’t remotely grizzly-ish. If she must be summed up in terms of an animal, Momma Possum is much more fitting, it invokes just the right level of creepy revulsion.
Ooh, Momma Possum is good. See, now you’ve given me a coping mechanism. Every time I see her, I’ll just think “hey there’s that hissing marsupial rodent” and that will be my happy place.
Oh no.. don’t ruin possums for me. I’m not sure I see her as a “Momma” anything.. well maybe the “foster mom” from “Annie”.. that has the right balance of faux caring and money/power grubbing.
She might be a Mamma Skunk if you had to pick an animal. At first looks all sweet and cuddly, but it doesn’t take long to get it to spray it’s stank all over… and its nearly impossible to get rid of once it’s on ya. Oh and they’re always traipsing into areas where they’re not wanted.
Ha, that’s even better!
MAMA STANK! I love it.
Okay, I would say “SPEW ALERT” but I’d probably get my ass kicked by the powers that be here for my use of overused social media euphemism.
But really: Spewing water from my nose reading this $#!&!
I feel validated in my own incredulousness that ANY thinking person in this country would care a spit what this women has to say about ANYTHING.
Hahaha, thanks for the comment Ms. Peacock, good to see your smiling face in the comments.
I hate everything she stands for and is about. I hate that I don’t know whether to laughingly dismiss her ’12 big or cringe that a lot of people might actually vote for her. But mostly, I think we should stop talking about her. I think.