Of all her many gaffes, the gaffe-iest was her release--on the day of the memorial service for the Tucson shooting victims--of a video statement attacking others for blaming her, and then using a leaden phrase like "blood libel" in her discourse.
In the first place, if she wants to play in the big leagues, she is going to have to go to the ballpark. Phoning in the game on Skype won't cut it.
In the second place, and I must address Sarah directly here: Sarah--it isn't always about you. Especially not on the day of a memorial service devoted to the victims of a mass shooting that include a nine-year old child.
A good day to say nothing.
So far, there has been no such day for Ms. Palin.
When she accidentally created the new word "refudiate," she then called further attention to herself with a Tweet that read: "Refudiate,' 'misunderestimate,' 'wee-wee'd up.' English is a living language. Shakespeare liked to coin new words too. Got to celebrate it!"
I don't got to. If I don't want to. You wee-wee up. I've just gone.
The good news? Palin is so ill-informed and, at the same time, so egotistical, I think she will last a very short time in a presidential race. She'll flame out faster than Gary Hart with Donna Rice on his lap on the yacht Monkey Business in Bimini.
Faster than Dan Quayle at the chalkboard teaching children to misspell potato.
Faster than John Edwards getting a $300 haircut.
Faster than an escort service with Eliot Spitzer on the speed dial.
Faster than Governor Mark Sanford finding his soul mate in Argentina.
Sarah Palin knowing next to nothing about American foreign policy--nor having much interest in it! That will be a problem. Not caring about the English language. That could trip her up. Having the experience of being Governor of Alaska for just two years and then quitting to be a Fox News contributor. Everything she has said in her Fox job is on the record and will revisit Sarah like a bad meatloaf dinner.
Would you like me to go on? No. Neither would I like me to go on.
Her own words will be enough of an anchor for her to carry around, like those chains Marley's ghost had to drag through eternity in A Christmas Carol.
This is my opinion. And since I can see my opinion from my backyard, I'm entitled to it.
I don't want to compare her to a shooting star, because a shooting star is brief--but it is a joy.
Sarah Palin is more like a rash. Annoying but temporary. We hope.
