jeudi 18 septembre 2008

The People's Choice: McPain

Before Sarah Palin has to reluctantly give up on her dream (which she has been entertaining for as long as she has been entertaining us, which is to say about three weeks, although it seems longer), take the time to get addicted to this fake personal blog. With guest bloggers like Sarah's soon-to-be son-in-law Levi, hubba-hubby Todd Palin, daughta Bristol and new gal pal Cindy McCain.

Am I the only person who feels that it would be an international disgrace to have a first lady named Cindy?

I learned today that Todd Palin earns 100,000 dollars a year from his oil field job, which is pretty good considering it is not a full-time job. That's why he has so much time to hang around the state legislature and governor's office and put in his two cents' worth on how things are run in Alaska. has a very good article today called The Lying Game, by Alan Wolfe. It's at:

Basically, he says the Republicans lie because they have to. If they told the truth about their policies, they would never get elected. I would add that if they told the truth about their opponents' policies, they would not get elected either. Recent McPain lies: Obama for sex education at the age of 5; Obama against immigration reform. Sarah likes to say that her party doesn't talk one way in Podunk and another way in San Francisco (think homos, people, tons of 'em). This may be true, but that's because all her party does is LIE, LIE, LIE. Anyway, read the article and get really angry and fired up. An excerpt:
"Before we get carried away with enthusiasm about all this, though, we should keep two things in mind. One is that we are so quick to label McCain a liar that we tend to forget how much, and with what horrendous consequences, George W. Bush possessed the same character flaw. The other is that Republicans lie so frequently, not because the party just happened to settle upon one serial liar after another to run for high office, but because the form of conservatism to which they all adhere demands that if they are to win they have no choice but to lie."
Meanwhile, Maureen Dowd, who I was beginning to write off as an ill-tempered spoilsport, seems to have been galvanized by McCain's most recent desperate attempt to seize power. She actually went to Wasilla, and describes her encounter thusly: "I wandered through the Wal-Mart, which seemed almost as large as Wasilla, a town that is a soulless strip mall without sidewalks set beside a soulful mountain and lake." In the same op-ed piece, R. D. Levno, a retired school principal, who flew in from Fairbanks describes Sarah in these frightening terms: “She’s a child, inexperienced and simplistic... It’s taking us back to junior high school. She’s one of the popular girls, but one of the mean girls. She is seductive, but she is invented.”
Seductive but invented, like Lara Croft

Read Maureen Dowd (Barbies for War) at:
Just so you know where I'm coming from, I don't want a hockey mom to be my vice president any more than I want a pit bull, even if it is wearing lipstick, to sit within a heartbeat of the presidency. Take one look at McCain and you'll see that he is a heartbeat away from just exploding. Spontaneous combustion. That lump on the left side of his face? It's from all the seething rage he has to hold inside. He does it by biting on his inner cheek. That's why he is unable to open his mouth and enunciate or break into a wide grin. Soon, I will figure out why he has no neck. And I will tell you.

Maureen Dowd mentions in passing that, according to the WS Journal, John McCain is thinking of taking Sarah to the United Nations General Assembly next week so she can meet some heads of state. You know, rub shoulders with the big guys and hope a little foreign policy expertise rubs off on her. The only problem with this plan as far as I can tell is that Sarah's political platform must include the belief that the UN is the seat and root of all evil (I want US out of the UN). I would bet six moose pelts that she is totally against the UN. But if she does go, I hope she has time to rest up and above all tan up in her home tanning studio.

Remember the great Bob Dylan song, written for his wife Sara?

"Sara, Sara

Whatever made you want to change your mind?

Sara, Sara

So easy to look at, so hard to define."
That's our gal.
And Hockey Moms against Sarah Palin -- hilarious