Here on Ocracoke Island, I have no cell phone signal and I have to go to a local coffee shop to receive Internet access. I don’t even have a car right now because the radiator hose blew up while I was waiting to load the car onto the ferry that takes us from Hatteras Island to this one. But I have cable television, including CSPAN. And I saw a little bit of Sarah Palin’s farewell speech on tape. I tried to listen to it, but her syntax is so mangled and her thought-flow is so jangled, that I find it overly burdensome to try to follow along. All I know is that she is no longer the governor of Alaska and that she is proud of how patriotic her fellow Alaskans are even though her husband spent a decade as a member of the secessionist Alaksan Independence Party. So, Sarah Palin has left the national scene (at least temporarily) the same way she entered it: by saying the exact opposite of truth. She said ‘thank you very much’ for that Bridge to Nowhere, and I have a feeling that that’s precisely the sort of bridge she officially crossed yesterday.
A better, more informed woman might flame-out while taking her shots at the press and then come back four or six years later to exact her revenge. Richard Nixon certainly managed that feat. But Richard Nixon was a very smart fellow who had all the requisite experience to be president. Having seen into Nixon’s character after the 1962 California gubernatorial race, the American people were foolish to take a chance on Nixon in 1968. But the Democratic Party, the assassination of RFK, and the Vietnam War, didn’t offer up the best alternatives to Tricky Dick. Maybe Sarah will wait for a similar opportunity. But, regardless of what the Democrats do, I don’t like her chances. She couldn’t handle the national press or the national glare. How could she ever handle Vladimir Putin’s giant head flying into our air-space?
Goodnight, Sarah. Fare thee well.
She’s crossed the Bridge to Obscurity. Leaving office at just over the halfway mark will make for a rather large hole in her resume, should she choose to pursue further office.
She’s speaking at WAIT FOR IT- the Ronald Reagan library next month.
I’m afraid we aren’t rid of her. ALASKA is, we’re stuck with her here in the lower 48 now.
Someday she’ll have her own show somewhere.
I’m hoping it’ll be on FOX News so that I never have to worry about seeing her on the teevee again.
I’m actually kind of surprised that FOX News hasn’t already offered her a slot.
Yeah, goodbye Sarah, and hopefully good riddance. Pipe dream I know, but this lady just grates on my nerves.
It is the Empire’s destiny to have such a commanding presence and utterly incompetent person as its coming queen. Er, I mean national leader. Can you imagine her as our first woman president? I can’t either and I just brought it up to be a snark. Seriously, though, whom the Gods would destroy they first make mad, and Palin as president bears all the hallmarks of collective insanity. I think I hear Nemesis laughing.
Ah, so you’re a dingbatter, are ye, Booman? All the natives on Ocracoke are more or less distantly related to me, though the bulk of my closer kin live across Core Sound in Atlantic and Sea Level.
If you have the time to make it down to Bogue Bank, I highly recommend visiting the Civil War-era Fort Macon. The nearby aquarium is quite nice, too.
palin for president 2012 – 2013 1/2.
heh, heh, heh…
funniest thing I’ve seen in ages!
this is great
enjoy
If only we could say, fare thee well. Unfortunately, she is not going to go away. The media will be certain to give her a platform anytime she wants to ramble on incoherently and there will be the endless cable news discussions of what the hell she intended to say. She deserves to be ignored, dammit.
Ocracoke during the tourist season is a friggin’ zoo. You are much better off without a car; it is much easier to ride a bike thru the sun-burned masses walking down the middle of the roads. My car wants to idle at 10mph so driving around that island basically means riding my brakes.
And now we also know that you do not use USCellular because if you did, you’d have a signal… Hubby goes out to the island for his work. The first time we went out there it was November, bitter cold and raining. The bridge to Hatteras was out so we had to take the hour-long ferry over choppy seas from Swans Quarter. There was one motel open, one restaurant and one gas station. That coffee shop with the wifi — closed. We discovered we didn’t have cell phone signals, couldn’t get on the internet because the motel’s system was down and felt utterly, despairingly isolated. The next time I went with him it was June and I decided I preferred the winter months…
the only reason to have the car is to be able to go to the isolated beaches. Well, the near beach is still a trek, and if you want umbrellas and coolers, you want a car for that too. But the rest of the time bikes and kayaks are sufficient. It’s not really that busy here. No one has any money this year.
Hey, Boo! YHM!
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