Ignorance is Bliss

This headline at Drudge made me laugh out loud:

Please do not let Drudge see this. The Chinese financing of Oliver Stone’s “W” pales in comparison to the Chinese financing of the real George W. Bush (and the rest of us, for that matter).

Famous People <3 Palin

So much for the celebrity meme, as we learn that famous people loved Sarah Palin’s performance last night:

As it appeared in the Washington Post.

As it appeared in the Washington Post.

Apparently one of the crazy Kossacks took a screen shot of that at the WaPo this morning, where they had forgotten to insert an actual person’s name as the origin of the quote. Later on, they learned that the “famous person” was supposed to be Peggy Noonan, who offered us this steaming pile of nonsense today.

The Mighty Wurlitzer misses a note here and there, but the beat goes on.

Paging John Derbyshire- Cleanup In the Gushing Fanboi Aisle

This, from NRO’s Rich Lowry, is just spectacular:

Palin too projects through the screen like crazy. I’m sure I’m not the only male in America who, when Palin dropped her first wink, sat up a little straighter on the couch and said, “Hey, I think she just winked at me.” And her smile. By the end, when she clearly knew she was doing well, it was so sparkling it was almost mesmerizing. It sent little starbursts through the screen and ricocheting around the living rooms of America.

Rainbowbrite may lite up the screen, but does she shoot starbursts and sparkle like Palin? I think not!

By now you have all seen that Lowry quote (I have seen it at least five places), but as an amateur historian of sorts as a blogger, I felt it was necessary to add to the archives for posterity. I guarantee that Derbyshire poured four fingers of Maker’s Mark into his coffee when he read that baby this morning.

The final word on this goes to Mr. Wolcott:

Good thing Palin didn’t blow a kiss at the camera or Lowry might have fucking fainted. I’m not a licensed psychotherapist but when you think the people on TV are addressing you personally and directly it’s often a sign of incipient dementia.

I confess to being immune to Palin’s contrived charms. Everything about her strikes me as phony–she possesses about as much depth as aluminum siding. And I wasn’t surprised to read that Gwen Ifill was a dud as a moderator–her vaunted reputation is one of those Beltway myths, like David Broder’s mantle of judiciousness.

That Will Leave a Mark

This piece on the debates at the Politico was pretty brutal, which means of course that I loved it:

Millions of Americans were watching Thursday night’s vice presidential debate, waiting for a demolition derby moment — another crash by GOP running mate Sarah Palin, another serving of raw material for the writers at “Saturday Night Live.”

By that standard, she got out alive, though there were white-knuckle moments along the way: questions that were answered with painfully obvious talking points that betrayed scant knowledge of the issue at hand and sometimes little relevance to the question that had been asked.


To the contrary, it is hard to count any objective measures by which Biden did not clearly win the encounter. She looked like she was trying to get people to take her seriously. He looked like he was running for vice president. His answers were more responsive to the questions, far more detailed and less rhetorical.

On at least 10 occasions, Palin gave answers that were nonspecific, completely generic, pivoted away from the question at hand, or simply ignored it: on global warming, an Iraq exit strategy, Iran and Pakistan, Iranian diplomacy, Israel-Palestine (and a follow-up), the nuclear trigger, interventionism, Cheney’s vice presidency and her own greatest weakness.

Asked which is a greater threat, a nuclear Pakistan or a nuclear Iran, Palin seemed to be stalling, or writing a term paper, when she said: “An armed, nuclear armed especially Iran is so extremely dangerous to consider.”


The Only Thing Missing Are Nikes, Black Sweatsuits, and a Comet

Our favorite source of comedy reacts to the debate:

First, I would like to see all the Sarah doubters and detractors in the Beltway/Manhattan corridor eat their words.

Eat them.

Sarah Palin is the real deal. Five weeks on the campaign trail, thrust onto the national stage, she rocked tonight’s debate.

She was warm, fresh, funny, confident, energetic, personable, relentless, and on message. She roasted Obama’s flip-flops on the surge and tea-with-dictators declarations, dinged Biden’s bash-Bush rhetoric, challenged the blame-America defeatism of the Left, and exuded the sunny optimism that energized the base in the first place.

She also confused our current commander in Afghanistan with a civil war general while being completely wrong about what he said, flat out refused to answer the question put forth by the moderator on several occasions, and at several points entered into what some might call a dream state in which she deviated completely from the topic at hand in order to spew talking points.

Other than her consistent lying about Obama’s votes to fund the troops, the highlight of the night for me was this little hunk of red meat for the Red State fanbois and the 101st Chairborne:

PALIN: Your plan is a white flag of surrender in Iraq and that is not what our troops need to hear today, that’s for sure. And it’s not what our nation needs to be able to count on.

I can not tell you how much it pisses me off to have asshats who never even spent a day in Basic Training pull the surrender/treason nonsense, but beside even that, have we ever had a candidate in a debate during wartime so clearly enunciate the tinkerbell strategy? Clap louder! That is what our boys need! Clap louder, damnit!

I would call Sarah Palin a vapid moron, but I don’t want to be accused of being nasty, so I will just say that she is a perfect fit for the unhinged right.