I've made no secret of the fact that I think Sarah Palin is a twit. She's a condescending characature of ignorant Americans that loves to talk, even when she doesn't know what to say.
And to me, that makes her dangerous. Scary, scary, bad dangerous. Dick Cheney dangerous - just with less knowledge and experience. Kind of like giving a toddler a blow torch. A toddler who likes to kill animals and is bent on religious purification and expansion of power.
But I don't want to be a voice of doom and gloom from over here on the Left (and god forbid I wouldn't want to sound like a Republican fear factory), so maybe I can present to you a kinder, fuzzier view of the Sarah Palin story as it could unfold....in a ha-ha, god please don't let it happen, kind of way....
Plus, since I'm getting in my digs here at this nutjob, I'll just say it. She kind of looks like a used-up ex-porn star. Hey, my husband said it. I didn't. I just didn't like the way she kept flirting with me at last night's debate. For the love of god, quit winking at me! You still have to buy me dinner before I'll go to bed with you!