Sarah Palin: Vile, Potty-Mouthed Priestess of Ignorance

“She walks. She talks. She reads off her hand and says ‘cojones.’”

Yeah, everybody else has covered this, and I was going to let it slide as just more of the same uninterrupted, content-free dial-tone from America’s Back-Seat Driver.

But the truth is, every time Palin uplinks to Fox, posts on Facebook or tweets the universe from her Arctic Fortress of Solipsism, she cheapens the nation’s political discourse. From “Death Panels” to “Lamestream Media” to her bigoted, brain-dead “refudiate” gaffe and her description of the Journolist participants as “yahoos,” she shames the Founders with her intellectual shallowness, while eliciting shouts of “You GO, girl!” from the driftwood barflies at my neighborhood watering-hole.

The only “Grizzly Mama” I ever met was a sideshow attraction at the Trumbull County Fair. And if this incoherent, gabbling teratism is what passes for Conservative leadership in 2010, we should throw a striped tent up over America’s midsection, and pass legislation guaranteeing free cotton candy and funnel cake for all registered Republicans.

Please forgive the rant. I just wanted to get this headline in the Google-stream. Beside, I found book-borers in my library over the weekend—a perfect metaphor for Palin—but it was just too fucking gross to build a post around.

Posted by StrangeAppar8us on 08/02/10 at 01:38 PM • Permalink

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Hey Moose Lady, this is America, not Mexico.

ReaLAMEricans call them “TruckNutz.”

Two words:  Hook worms.

Shocking. Does she kiss her gun with that mouth?

grooming suggestion for Gov. Brewer:  shaved your pubes—it’ll make your dick look bigger.

Near as I can tell, the worms arrived in a rather pricey copy of Arthur Koestler’s Case of the Midwife Toad.

Palin would never attack a book that argues evidence for Lamarckian inheritance. But the offspring appear to have had an insatiable appetite for Nietzsche in general, Gravity’s Rainbow and a pocket Encyclopedia of Science. No surprise there.

Fortunately, my mint paperback copy of Buckaroo Banzai by Earl Mac Rauch was still wrapped in plastic…as are all of my seditious, anti-American first editions.

grooming suggestion for Gov. Brewer:  shaved your pubes—it’ll make your dick look bigger.

What to do, what to do?

Well, I guess when you start ascribing testicles to female politicians, you have to expect some free advice from Dian Bachar as Choda Boy.

mb’s comment shall stand.

Strange, would it make you feel any better to know that one of my now-departed female cats pissed all over my copy of Portnoy’s Complaint? (That’s not why she’s no longer with us—in fact, I considered that action her finest hour.)

@Oblomova—Thanks. That helps. Except that I actually wish the cats would piss on my books, instead of my collection of vinyl platters. It’s getting harder and harder to find a copy of Brubeck’s Light in the Wilderness and Dick Heckstall-Smith’s A Story Ended. And it’s hard as hell to play the ones that are glued to their sleeves and smell like ammonia. ;->

Is it just me, or does she look ever more like a stereotypical small-town mean old hag every time you see her, too?

Something about babbling a steady stream of invective—twists the mouth, squints the eyes, I think.

or does she look ever more like a stereotypical small-town mean old hag

“Pinch-faced” is the adjective that comes to mind—although I can’t recall whether that originated with Mencken, Inherit the Wind or Burroughs. Probably someone else entirely…like Bukowski.

In Palin’s defense, she was sleepy and hastily made-over, since Wallace interviewed her very early, Alaska-time. You can tell by her reflection in the window that Fox actually built her uplink studio facing the lake, which exhibits only scattered light. (That must be a hell of a window, BTW, since that’s a backdrop that makes lighting crews crazy, at least when the view is mostly sky.)

It’s a sure bet, though, that she would have been just as dumb at high noon, with her bumpit in place. (Thanks, Polly!)

Later on she spews some unbelievable lies about the expiring tax cuts.  To paraphrase HTP it would be irresponsible to let that pass and I am nothing if not responsible.

Governor Jan Brewer looks like Leni Riefenstahl.

I’m not joking.  Google ‘em.

Wait, now did she just call Jan Brewer a hermaphrodite?

Let me get this straight… The same liberals who love to diss grassroots conservatives by calling them “teabaggers” are now morally outraged over Sarah Palin using the word “cojones”?

Hypocrisy is a prerequisite to liberalism.

Well, that may have been what she intended to imply, but given the Palinian pronunctipation, this is what she in fact claimed Brewer had (SFW).

Here’s how I know.

@Sam Adams—The difference is, we aren’t pretending to be credible national leaders, like Madame Float-Ball.

Thanks for stopping by.

The same liberals who love to diss grassroots conservatives by calling them “teabaggers”

They did it to themselves, but thanks for playing.

And who’s morally outraged? This is a snark blog, and Palin is the endless fount that means we don’t need to make shit up. Moral outrage is the next door down the hall.

@Sam Adams:

Please run her for president.
Please run her for president.
Please.

You notice that when Biden cursed, it was in a joyful, celebratory way, aimed at nobody, and when Palin dips her tongue in slime, it’s always a nasty crack at a specific person? She’s an ugly little number, who’d be nowhere without cheekbones.

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