Pigs and Lipstick

Obsession.

 

There is no other word for it. I am obsessed with Sarah Palin. Not in a good way, a la “Say Anything.” Oh, no. You’ll never see me outside the Alaskan gubernatorial mansion, boom box lifted high, playing Peter Gabriel. No, Palin is the metal sliver under my fingernail that I can’t get at. That crick in my neck that won’t go away. She’s the smell in my car that might be a rotting turkey sandwich, but I don’t know, and it won’t go away no matter how many air fresheners I hang from my mirror.

 

At first it began as a professional hate. A hate of ideals. Like Rush Limbaugh. I hate everything that man stands for, but I can’t say that I hate him. Maybe I do. That Al Frankin book was pretty funny, but the truth of the matter is that the impression I get is that he’s just a nice, misguided man. Not so with Palin. The more that woman talks, the more I want to punch her pretty face. When she said the difference between a pit bull and a hockey-mom was lipstick, I think she was spot on. The woman is mean, spiteful, ugly, crass and viscous, with a bark like a jet engine.

 

She has started attacks of character that McCain said he would never start, and with good reason. Besides the severe hatefulness behind then, most of them are blatantly not true. Why are we still talking about William Ayers? Why are we still talking about Jeremiah Wright? And why aren’t reporters allowed into her town-hall meetings?

 

If we are to judge candidates by every association they have had, McCain would be in prison. But at least he recognizes the silliness of guilt by association. McCain’s attacks are attacks of record, and are legitimate. McCain has been more likely to work with Democrats in the Senate than Republicans. He can prove his record of bipartisanship, while Obama cannot. This is a valid attack of character, and while it does little to further the issues, it has truth behind, and little spite. Not so, Mrs. Pit-bull. She’s just a fuckin’ bitch. And why no reporters? They may write negative things. No shit. That’s the answer. Let me explain something: there is no liberal media. If negative things are being written about you, you fucking deserve them. Especially when negative things are all you’re saying. “Hello, Kettle? This is the Pot…You’re black, asshole!”

 

And something else I don’t get…56% of Republican women say that mothers should stay at home with children; that it’s detrimental to society for a mother to work. Yet they praise her strength of character, while Michelle Obama is derided for quitting her six-figure job to spend more time with her kids. Give it up. Wipe that lipstick off, and show us your true face.