Last Friday, John McCain announced that Sarah Palin - former mayor of Wasilla, AK and current governor of the same state - would be his Vice Presidential nominee.
Much has already been written about this monumental WTF? (see, for example, this, this, this, and this) - and I don't intend to replicate here what others have already more intelligently observed.
But let there be no mistake:
As a woman, I am insulted by the notion that Sarah Palin could ever woo me from Obama's camp. Right. I'm so blinded by her nice rack and functioning uterus that I'll suddenly forget she bullied her way into politics and thinks that banning books is cool. As a woman, it's even more infuriating to watch her own party ridicule her with "cute" catch-phrases she undoubtedly embraces as complimentary. Palin 'slides her stiletto heel' into the Obama campaign? Are you kidding me?
Perhaps most disappointing is the fact that - after trying to grant her the benefit of doubt - I actually watched the beginning of her RNC acceptance speech. But I could only abide the first 5 minutes - because despite her lipstick and pearls, Sarah Palin is just another one of the guys.
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