What was Sarah Palin’s greatest regret from the 2008 Presidential campaign? Not enough Couric interviews, apparently. This year’s best fake plastic candidate differs with McCain’s campaign’s strategy of keeping her underwraps – a decision one campaign advisor notoriously defended as saying that she was a “diva” and wouldn’t take their advice on anything – and regrets not talking to the American people “via media.” I don’t think she’s referencing the Middle Way.
Some of you might remember her stunningly poetic words from the campaign trial trail this year. One example:
“You Can’t Blink”
You can’t blink.
You have to be wired
In a way of being
So committed to the mission,The mission that we’re on,
Reform of this country,
And victory in the war,
You can’t blink.So I didn’t blink.
I also want a poet to lead us. I won’t settle for some young punk with fancy-shmansy historical references and all that “this is our place in history” baloney. I need someone who’s tough minded. Who doesn’t blink. Who doesn’t waste time reading newspapers or following national politics. Someone who comes to us from off some forlorn Alaskan mountain, spouting words we can barely understand. Step to the side, Zarathustra. You never composed a piece of this stunning unclarity:
“Befoulers of the Verbiage”
It was an unfair attack on the verbiage
That Senator McCain chose to use,
Because the fundamentals,
As he was having to explain afterwards,
He means our workforce.
He means the ingenuity of the American.
And of course that is strong,
And that is the foundation of our economy.
So that was an unfair attack there,
Again based on verbiage.
Finally, and most importantly, I need a campaign filled with more moments like these.
Palin ‘12!
1 Comment
December 23, 2008 at 12:32 pm
“like a momma bear in idaho,
she’ll protect your families condition.
If you mess with her cubs,
she’ll take off her gloves.
That’s an american female tradition.”
Wonderful. I know some female’s that would throw up after hearing this. I like this new “format” for this blog. It’s a daily onslaught of ridiculousness. I’m sure you won’t be able to keep up this pace during the semester, but it’s fun right now.