The only post I plan to spend on Sarah Palin
And I already feel like it’s a waste of server space to spend this many characters on McCain’s VP candidate. Nevermind posting any picture of her with this. I don’t want to see them on my site and they’ll only serve as masterbation fodder for all those Palin fetishists out there. You know who you are.
Bloggers love blogging about Palin, but they seem to go for the biggest nonsensee, blathering on about whether she’s cheated on her husband or claiming one or more of her daughter’s offspring as her own. Who cares?
I don’t give a fig that her daughter’s knocked up by some red neck whose hobbies includes “messing up” anyone who “fucks with” him. Chalk one up for the class war, it’s about time the Big Mac and Walmart crowd got their run at the White House. I enjoy hearing her flat folksy “plains accent” about as much as I like hearing Eastern European heavy metal, but ou know, who really listens to a vice president anyway? She’s to McCain what Dan Quayle was to George Bush more than what Dick Cheney is to the other George Bush.
But I don’t really get why so many people don’t care that she lacks the capacity to speak a single true statement, or about her obscene abuse of political power, her waste of taxpayer money, her attempts to ban books, her desire to make abortion illegal, her lying about visiting Iraq (and who cares if she did?), her spooky tounges-speaking end-timey religious convictions, and her absolute stupidity. Sarah Palin’s supidity is easily google-able, so no need to run through it here.
Just consider this: The flat earth party has put forth its most strange candidate yet and they’re still matching the Democrats in the popularity polls. Whose fault is that?
The first thing we see as we travel around the world is our own filth, thrown into the face of mankind.
