After a lifetime of suffering from pretty terrible migraines, they seem to be receding in the past year or two. This is great; I'm starting to view the world like 'normal' people, and not through a haze of pain or anticipated pain.
And then I make the mistake of listening to Sarah Palin.
I tried not to. Really. While outlets were waiting for her 'response' to the recent Tuscon shooting, I wondered, 'why?' What on earth could this most endangered of species - the Alaska Whackaloon - add to the discussion? She is not an elected official. She is not a journalist. She is not a noted scholar. Hell, she didn't even win Dancing With the Stars.
No, she's a pretty polished little rock. She is ready for political prime time in much the same way she is ready for television prime time: With 50 hours of scripting and primping and fluffing used to shoot 100 hours of footage which can be edited down to 44 minutes of crap which is still, after all this energy, lousy.
In the aftermath of the horrific shootings in Arizona - which I incidentally, don't see as politically motivated; I think a nutter went off and killed innocent people - the last person we needed to hear from was Pretty Palin. I'm sure when she heard the news, she put aside her mirror, flung her lip gloss down in a snit, bellowed at one of her kids to get her a Fresca, and asked Todd the Wonderboy if this meant she would have to learn some more words with 3 syllables.
Actually, the three syllables that jumped out of her 'caring statement' of course, were 'blood libel'. This woman is correct; she really is loaded for bear every step of the way. And now she's defended even those words. Follow the bouncing ball:
"In a situation like we have just faced in these last eight days of being falsely accused of being an accessory to murder, I and others need to make sure that we too are shedding light on truth so a lie cannot continue to live," she said. "If a lie does live, then of course your career is over and your reputation is thrashed and you will be ineffective in what we intend to do."
The only thing this woman sheds is her skin a couple of times a year. But it is nice to see her back on track, and making this about her. I know people like Sarah Palin. Unquenchably thirsty for moremoremore, at any cost, they stare so long and hard into the mirror they miss who is sneaking up behind them. She has not faced 'a situation' in these last eight days. This is not about her. And while it is lovely to see her worrying about her career and her reputation (one that she built on hate, the other that she built on lies), forgive me if my thoughts and concerns go to people who faced down a madman with a gun.
Curiously (or not), the Divine Ms. Palin expresses this thought: "We should not use an event like that in Arizona to stifle debate".
Now, stop me if I'm wrong, but everything I've seen has been the direct opposite of this statement. If anything has arisen from these ashes, it is a re-energized debate about gun control (yeah, yeah, 2nd Amendment, a gun in every hand and a chicken in every pot), the mental health system, freedom of elected officials to move safely among their constituents, the dangers of rushing to judgment, the impact of violent rhetoric (her favourite kind), and the role of the press in all of the above.
Stifling debate? Ah. I think the lady is protesting the fact that she and her ilk (god I love that word. 'Ilk') are pissed that maybe they are the ones who should be stifled. Her words are as loaded as her guns. She would have flunked Debating 101 in any classroom. She would have been whistled out of any court by the sleepiest judge for her irrelevancy.
Let me sum it up for you, Sarah. I'll get you from here to there, as it were: 19 people were shot, most randomly. Some were old; some were very young. 6 died. One youngster was 9. She apparently wanted to see how government worked, and Congresswoman Giffords was presented as a terrific role model for her. You weren't. Because you, amongst other Tea Party people, insist on using violent words and pictures that revere and mimic every gun happy stereotype in the world, people's gaze turned to that fact. When it became clear the shooter was a nutter who had long been a cause for concern at his college, it was no longer about you.
But a funny thing happened on the way to a massacre: people decided that the fact that the words and actions of Your People were the first thing anyone thought of, made if somehow worthy of debate. Sometimes you go to the doctor for a broken arm and he tells you by the way, you have a heart condition. Sometimes it's the message, not the process.
Your message is vile and out of touch. And quite frankly, I can't believe anyone wants to know what you think anymore. Because its so obviously a struggle.