Friday, November 20, 2009

Palin fever: it's everywhere

Sarah Palin was in Ft. Wayne yesterday signing books. Lex didn’t go to see her. Lex doesn’t wait in lines for anything, even free beer – well, maybe free beer. Ask Lex jr. He has eaten enough Yak burgers by now to know that when he gets to the mall food court, he should just head for the place with no line, even if it’s the iguana on a stick place. Dad don’t wait in line. My favorite saying for these situations is: Communists wait in line for (fill in the commodity – say food). We’re Americans. We sit down and eat.

The lady who was first in line had been there since 4 in the afternoon the day BEFORE the signing was to begin. She traveled down from MI where she had waited in line for hours at another book signing but had arrived too late to meet Palin. So rather than go home disappointed, the woman jumped into her car and traveled 2 hours down to Ft. Wayne where she waited another 20 hours to be the very first in line. If I’m ever lost in the woods, I want this woman put in charge of the rescue operations.

Sarah has been everywhere. She is the new Truman. Thankfully replacing the Jug Eared Dope that had been all over the tv for so many months that you hated to turn the tube on for fear of seeing Excrement for Brains bowing down to the crazed military dictator of an island somewhere who was dressed in a grass skirt, no shoes and crossed bandoleers of bullets for a shirt, and the Dope begging the despot’s forgiveness for America’s shocking insensitivity to native islanders because the wake of US warships eventually lapped onto the island’s barbed wire strewn and mine infested beaches. Besides, come on, who would you rather look at, a skinny half-black Alfred E. Newman look-a-like or Sarah Palin?

Take a look at the cover of NewsWEAK. Rush Limbaugh asked, “Can you imagine them doing that Hillary Clinton?” The thought of NewsWEAK using a similar picture of the Shrillda Beast on the cover made me throw up in my mouth and is mental image that will probably ruin Thanksgiving dinner. To answer Rush’s question, no I can’t imagine them doing that to the Shrillda Beast. She’s just too damn (fill in the blank).

So, not everyone likes Sarah. And it turns out that that is a good thing for Palin. When you can list among the people who don’t like you, David Brooks, Sally Quinn, Eugene Robinson and a long list of left-wing bomb throwers and elitist buffoons, it tends to push book sales higher and ingratiate you to normal people. And that’s what’s got elitist everywhere guzzling their highfalutin wine by the gallon. The more they lambaste Palin, it seems, the more popular she becomes. But they just cannot leave her alone.
GBBM

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