Quickstruttin' on the GOP Cinderella Runway

Palin watching is not really my cup of radioactive albatross bile, but I thought it was interesting that the Associated Press described her script last night as smiling and sarcastic. I read a few quotes. Hmm...

Actually, there's more McCain Steam than Barracuda, there. Her handlers seem to be squeezing her, stepsister-like, into Newt Gingerich's crystal combat loafers — but seen from a distance, the pretty picture is just another hastily-drawn, stinkbomb lobbing back bencher who can't keep her own house in order, who joins the hunt under indictment. Cute.

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Unrelated addenda:


To paraphrase Barry Goldwater, "Sarah has been clocked at 275 words a minute with gusts up to 340."

Barry Goldwater was a friend of mine, in the restrained and subdued sense that I enjoyed his P.O.V., and I used to keep a copy of Conscience of a Conservative (by no means confusing that term with "neo-conservative") on the back of my toilet tank for light reading in moments of quiet reflection.

That's the difference between Democrats and Sarah Palin. We love books and recycle effluents. By most accounts, Palin loves influence and recycles librarians. As Mayor of Wasilla, AK, she tried to flush the career of Mary Ellen Emmons, the courageous City Librarian at Wasilla's tiny public library. Emmons was "insubordinate," because she dared to resist Palin's plans to ban library books on religious grounds.