The continued onslaught on Sarah Palin now more than two weeks after the election is telling in several ways.
1. Democrats are never satisfied; their snarkiness demands that they to continue to rank on a woman who apparently don't talk good. And Dick Cavett, acting like some Japanese holdout from WWII who doesn't know or won't acknowledge that war is over, comes out with The Wild Wordsmith of Wasilla. I mean, who the fuck cares anymore? Further to this, only people who speak eloquently can be leaders?
New York Magazine also has story about Sarah (and Hillary, too). It's supposed to be a sympathetic piece and of course, Hillary gets most of it. As expected, while the author (name to be named later) discusses the media handling/bullying of Sarah, she still gets in a few zingers and ultimately says this: poor Sarah, she got beat up, but... it's her fault! There you go, a little sisterly love (I love you I hate you), sisters are doing it for themselves (and doing it to themselves and others), I am woman hear me roar (at other woman). Isn't this the attitude that woman rail against in rape trials? "Poor woman, she was raped, but...it's her fault!"
What's good for the goose isn't good for the gander, and I apologize to any geese out there who find offense in this.
2. The fact that we in the US have a habit, supported by the media, of creating, coddling, worshipping, destroying, poo-pooing, the latest media darling seems to be lost on democrats. People like her, people hate her; she sells magazines, entertainment shows, etc. What did they expect? She's news for fucksakes. It's what we do. Get over it. Get used to it. You hate her? Tough. Enough normal people seem to like her.
By the way, you don't get to be governor of state by being a complete idiot. Somewhat of an idiot, maybe. Besides, the more democrats hate her, the more republicans will like her.
All my heroes have clay feet and I am certain, many will join me in this sentiment as the Obama ship sets sail.
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