What Doesn’t Belong?

Which One Doesn't Belong

The Other McCain takes its weekly swipe at David Brooks’ big scary brain

Right. A logical grouping:

* The man who makes a spectacle of himself pursuing an Argentine floozy;
* The man who makes a spectacle of himself pursuing pubescent boys and trying to look like a freakish parody of Liza Minelli; and
* Sarah Palin.

Am I the only one who thinks the third item in this list is misplaced? Am I the only one who believes that the entire purpose of this 804-word column was to deliver that one cheap shot at Sarah Palin?

Hmmmm…… Sarah Palin lives her life the way she sees fit, and the media crucifies her. Daily. Hourly. But when Obama did the same thing, the media couldn’t be bothered to notice.

h/t Gerard, Feminists and the Mystery of Sarah Palin…. (a must read!!)

The fact is, Obama is an intellectually mediocre narcissist with a thin resume who’s lost without a teleprompter and whose entire campaign had all the substance and gravity of a Pepsi commercial. Yet people say Sarah Palin is a fluffy bunny diva.

So: are we back to Obama after all? Is this a transference thing? Are people subconsciously frustrated by the fact that Obama is an empty suit, and are they transferring that rage to Palin?


Sarah Palin is the Designated Hate Receptacle for self-described feminists. They know they’re not supposed to hate other women, but they do anyway because their feminism is not quite as strong as their patriarchal brainwashing. Sarah Palin is the culture’s designated Hate Receptacle.

I’m not entirely satisfied with that, but it’s the best I can come up with. If we add to that the subconscious Obama resentment-transference, perhaps on a kind of sliding rheostat thing, we may be getting close to a solution.

What’s alarming is that the need for a female Hate Receptacle exists, even with feminists. But that would explain why Palin haters are so reluctant to give up hating her. It would explain why they’re so resistant to the truth. They don’t want to find out that the lies are lies; they don’t want to be disabused. They need a hate receptacle, and so they need Palin to be the sum of all things they fear.

Given all the snobs that live in big cities, I’ll take a small town like Wasilla any day. Or better yet, a farm or an island paradise, far away from the know-it-alls. I guess that makes me a back-woods hick (queue the banjos) and unsuitable to hold any office higher than official boot-licker.

Don’t these people have a celebrity funeral to cover? Or something?

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