As you can tell by the lack of post, I had a fantastic July 4th weekend (more about that later) but in the meantime, Sarah Palin has been smoking the world’s worst stuff:
What looked like a secret wedding turned out to be a public unraveling as the G.O.P. implosion continued: Sarah wanted everyone to know that she’s not having fun and people are being mean to her and she doesn’t feel like finishing her first term as governor.
Sarah Palin showed on Friday that in one respect at least, she is qualified to be president.
Caribou Barbie is one nutty puppy.
Usually we don’t find that exquisite battiness in our leaders until they’ve been battered by sordid scandals like Watergate (Nixon), gnawing problems like Vietnam (L.B.J.), or scary threats like biological terrorism (Cheney).
When Lyndon Johnson was president, some of his staff began to think of him as “a sick man,” as Bill Moyers told Arthur Schlesinger Jr. Moyers and his fellow Johnson aide Dick Goodwin even began reading up on mental illness — Bill on manic depression and Dick on paranoia.
And so it was, Todd Purdum learned, as he traveled Alaska reporting on Palin for Vanity Fair, that the governor’s erratic and egoistic behavior has been a source of concern for people there.
She just gave any opponent all the ammo they need to bury her in a presidential primary – Presidents don’t quit mid-term. The going doesn’t get tough for presidents, the going *is* tough for presidents, and if you’re going to elect someone who stepped down from an executive job because there was too much media attention surrounding her, you ain’t seen nothing yet. Even W, much as I am not a fan of the man, stuck to his guns.
