You Go, Girl!
In a feat usually reserved for the likes of J.K. Rowling and Dan Brown, Palin’s book was No. 1 on Amazon.com and Barnes & Noble.com just two days after Harper announced it had moved up the release date from the spring to Nov. 17 and that the memoir’s title was “Going Rogue.”
I guess when she’s not otherwise occupied (clinging to her guns and her religion) Sarah Barracuda found time to collaborate on a best seller. And, though a God– and gun-clinger she may be, she is most most definitely not bitter (or, as my old friend Henry in New Orleans, he of the delightful and highly secret Coca-Cola ham sauce, would put it: “mo debbly”).
I haven’t been so jazzed about a politician since the days of Gene McCarthy’s Children’s Crusade. And the effect this must be having on those who are truly bitter — are you listening, John McCain and your staff of back-biting skunks? — must be in a state of impotent fury not seen since Fiorello LaGuardia stuck his thumb in the eye of the New York Tammany Hall machine.
I could not so love Palin, loved she not honor more. Can anyone name another politician who voluntarily forsook the limelight because the mosquito-cloud of bile-drenched “liberal” Harpys was harming her family in a concerted effort to neutralize one of the very brightest rays of the American character sun?
In my more unselfish moments I kind of hope she doesn’t go for the White House. But she is in some ways a Jeanne d’Arc character and this may be a destiny she can’t escape. At least she has already been burnt at the stake by the media, the “liberals,” and John McCain’s staff. She has a grit not usually seen in politicians. More likely fiction, like “Ma” in The Grapes of Wrath.
You go, girl! A lot of us are with you.