In recent days, Sarah Palin has been unfavorably compared with those intellectual heavyweights George W. Bush ("makes George Bush look like an intellectual") and Dan Quayle ("...and you, Sarah, are no Dan Quayle"). She has compared herself to a pitbull with lipstick. Tomorrow, she will finally be off the leash and people will get to compare her to Joe Biden but, by setting very low expectations for her, the McCain camp has tried to ensure that anything other than a complete flusterf@#$ will be considered a triumph.
Isn't she running for Vice President? Isn't that the person who advises the president? Isn't that the person who steps in when things go south? Shouldn't that person be considered as if they were going for the top job? After all, we won't get a second chance to say "no" -- "Well, we did vote for her as VP, but we never thought she'd become President - can we please have someone else?"
Tonight I watched some clips from her speeches and debates in Alaska. Taken with the speech she delivered at the convention and her clear skill at the snide put-down, the image she conjures up for me is the leader of the high school in crowd. You know, the one in all those movies who spends her time verbally slicing lesser mortals to ribbons while her sycophants giggle. Not very smart, but very attractive and v-e-r-y nasty. In the movies of course, she always gets her come-uppance and ends up losing her pet jock to the mouse who's been the long-suffering victim of her scathing attacks.
In real life, she gets to run for vice-president. Who-da thunk it?
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