Thank you for the flowers, Margaret. You always know just how to cheer me up. And yes, the tree is still up. This year is going to be one to remember. I can already tell.
I got halfway through Sarah’s book and quit. Quitting is not like me, but I figure if Sarah can quit pretty much everything she starts then I can quit her book. She can’t write worth a damn but she can certainly draw a crowd… then again, so can a train wreck.
Life is never difficult in her world. There is never anything to ponder. There is no thought… no debate. The world is simply black and white… oil and snow. Her approach to politics is simple. Government shouldn’t do anything. Because doing something would need thought. And thought is too much to ask from Sarah Palin. She has other things to do like getting even with anyone who has ever exposed her stupidity.
People like Sarah used to believe in creationism. But like a 10-year-old who realizes believing in Santa Clause has run its course, Sarah now believes in intelligent design. The problem with that concept is you have to be unintelligent to believe it. This is a woman who thought she was being smart when she pointed out that Barack Obama’s middle name is Hussein. Life is complicated… mysterious even…. but intelligent? Hardly. Intelligent design can’t explain the existence of a mosquito anymore than I can explain the existence of this book or her rise to politcal fame.