Friday, October 03, 2008

Blame Game, Palin Style

Do you know who is really to blame for the predicament we find ourselves in as a country today?

You are.

And this time, I'm not being sarcastic or ironic.

Admittedly that is a generalization, so let me be specific. If you genuinely think that Sarah Palin "delivered," "didn't embarrass herself," "did well," "aced" or in any other way performed successfully in her debate with Joseph Biden, then this entire mess that we're in now is all your fault, and the rest of us hate your ugly guts.

American Heritage Dictionary defines "debate" as follows:
To consider something; deliberate.
To engage in argument by discussing opposing points.
To engage in a formal discussion or argument.
Obsolete To fight or quarrel.
There was no serious argument on that stage last night. It was a constant volley back and forth of Biden displaying his vast experience and knowledge, and Sarah Palin winking and flirting with the camera, refusing to answer the questions as posed, and being forthright in her rudeness and disrespectfulness, both to Biden and to moderator Gwen Ifill.

I find it offensive that, simply because she didn't explode in a heaping pile of steam and female body parts like some overstimulated fembot, it is assumed that Sarah Palin had a successful debate. If that mugging, flirtatious, disrespectful, arrogant little performance had been delivered by a man, he'd have been ridden out of Washington on a rail. But because Sarah Palin is (and, so help me, I swore I'd never stoop to using this expression, but she has forced me into it) Washington's M.I.L.F. du jour, she does what she's always done -- sailed through her life on her looks and her cunning, slippery charm.

Sarah Palin was an embarrassment last night. She came armed with buzzwords and catch phrases and talking points and delivered them all with the shallow, blustery ignorance she's become known for in the past six weeks. She was a humiliation to any woman aspiring to high office -- the exact kind of frothy lightweight that men have been saying we are for years. Her vacuousness, her lack of awareness of her surroundings, her bloodless, lifeless recitation of all that had been crammed into her head over the past few weeks was a reinforcement of the idea that a woman exists simply as a vessel by which men bring forth their issue -- whether biological or ideological.

The number of people who have dismissed and permitted this wreckless display of ignorance and sexism by saying "a tie is a win" shocks me. Number one, a tie is a tie, not a win. Not imploding is not the same as being truly victorious. Number two, it wasn't even a tie. Her head didn't explode. To imply that that's good enough because, really, what more can you expect from a mere woman is an insult to genuinely intelligent women who hold or aspire to hold high office everywhere. Sarah Palin managed to set women back three whole decades with that pitiful display last night. Frankly, it was the ultimate "dumbing down" of the debate process that -- and this is saying a lot for me -- set a new low, previously held by George W. Bush's monkey-like performances in 2000. When you can stand at a podium and make George Bush look competent and smart, it's time to pack up the four-inch stilettos and go home.

And if you think for one minute that that stunningly pale, transparent, nauseating display of mindless coquettery was a "win," then you have exactly the government and country you deserve.


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