But we already knew Palin-hatred was insane
From Jonah Goldberg, a funny observation:
late magazine is just one of the countless media outlets convulsing with St. Vitus’ Dance over that demonic succubus Sarah Palin. In its reader forum, The Fray, one supposed Palinophobe took dead aim at the former Alaska governor’s writing chops, excerpting the following sentence from her book:
“The apartment was small, with slanting floors and irregular heat and a buzzer downstairs that didn’t work, so that visitors had to call ahead from a pay phone at the corner gas station, where a black Doberman the size of a wolf paced through the night in vigilant patrol, its jaws clamped around an empty beer bottle.”
Other readers pounced like wolf-sized Dobermans on an intruder. One guffawed, “That sentence by Sarah Palin could be entered into the annual Bulwer-Lytton bad writing contest. It could have a chance at winning a (sic) honorable mention, at any rate.”
But soon, the original contributor confessed: “I probably should have mentioned that the sentence quoted above was not written by Sarah Palin. It’s taken from the first paragraph of ‘Dreams From My Father,’ written by Barack Obama.”
The ruse should have been allowed to fester longer, but the point was made nonetheless: Some people hate Palin first and ask questions later.
I think a second point might have been made as well: I rather suspect that a vast number of those who are, to varying degrees, enamored of Barack Obama have little actual idea what the man is like or where he comes from. Certainly, they don’t seem to have read his books.
Make of that what you will.
The rest of Goldberg’s article makes another valid point, which is that Palin is simply another politician; she is neither Satan nor saint. Her enemies and allies would do well to remember both of those facts.
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