Sunday, November 22, 2009

You Betcha!

Confession time: I was actually happy when John McCain chose Sarah Palin as his running mate. Yes, happy. What can I say? I liked her for the same reason anybody liked Sarah Palin: She had a charming little accent, she was a hockey mom (much like my own, so respect on that one) and if you squinted a little bit, she sort of looked like Tina Fey. It was when you started actually listening to what she said that you realized those were pretty much the only likable things about her.

For you see, Sarah Palin is the Diet Coke of the political world; an artificially sweet knock-off made mostly of air which, when finally finished, left behind a pretty foul after-taste. There really just isn't anything there. The quirky sayings are only quirky sayings, the adorable glasses are just adorable glasses, and the 432 page book is just words and paper.

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