The Sarah Palin Effect
I’ll be honest. Sarah Palin scares me. And it’s not necessarily because of anything she has done or is capable of doing. My fear is more directly related to the reaction of so many of her adoring, teabagger fans, who are so easily wooed by her charm and lack of any and all substance. She’s like George Dubya Bush on crack, but with a skirt on.
I read an op-ed on the subject this morning, which really took the words right out of my mouth:
Mrs. Palin, you are an avatar of the shameless hypocrisy and cognitive disconnection that have driven our politics for the last decade, a process of stupidification creeping like kudzu over our national life.
Can I get an “Amen”?!
So no, this is not a clash of ideologies, but a clash between intelligence and its opposite. And I am tired of being asked to pretend stupid is a virtue.
Wow. Can we just cut to the chase? If a person has nothing substantive to offer in the debate on how best to handle issues of national and international importance, can we please agree that they should not be given a national stage upon which to spew their ignorance? No, I’m not calling for a federal ban on anything. I’m calling on teabaggers to wise up and find an intellectual ring leader. At the very least, don’t pay someone over $100,000 to babble on about nothing, occasionally throwing in various keywords and phrases to get the audience fired up.
