I've been meaning to blog about McCain's choice of running mate since she was announced on Friday, but I got busy. Then in four short days, all hell broke loose on the loony left and now I find I can't just post about how ECSTATIC I am that McCain has made it possible for me to vote this year at all, I have to post about the insanity (or the "Palinsanity" as Althouse calls it) that's infecting the blogosphere and our political discourse in general. All I know is, if Palin were the "right" kind of woman (or rather the left kind), the kind of heinous hate-filled garbage masquerading as "information" about her would not be tolerated. Oh, who am I kidding, it wouldn't exist b/c we on the right have better things to do with our time (and our obviously higher IQs) than sit around and conjure up tinfoil-hat stories about faked pregancies, botched mid-air manslaughter via premature rupture of membranes and imaginary abstinence hypocrisy.
But I don't WANT to post about that shit, better minds have done it already, ad nauseum I'm afraid--fighting the good fight, but at what cost to their own sanity I wonder?
I do, however, want to focus on one angle of the whole mess that interests and concerns me most: The rabid SEXISM of all of it. I won't bother going into that in any further detail because Melissa Clouthier has done far too fine a job of it already.
Read what she says and you'll know what I think and feel about all this.
I pray I wake up tomorrow to find it was all a bad dream and the news is instead filled with tales of Gustav and the sputtering RNC, you know, the stuff that should've been the bad news this weekend, but was edged out by this crap.
Posted by insomnomaniac at September 2, 2008 3:29 AM | TrackBack