By now, loyal readers of this blog have no doubt seen or at least heard of the recent Sarah Palin turkey video. Without a doubt, it is one of the most misguided political interviews ever. As I watched it, visions of the chipper scene from the movie Fargo (warning gross content) came to mind. The judgment Palin used to justify being interviewed with turkeys being slaughtered behind her is hard to fathom. Perhaps it's as she said. "For one, you just need a little levity in this job...." All I know is that that woman could have become the first female President of the United States.
Scarier than the WKRP-esque turkey slaughter was listening to the duly elected Governor of Alaska ramble on and on saying absolutely nothing of any substance. As I watched, my eyes were constantly drawn from the turkey killing machine to the Governor's motorious mouth. After a minute or so, I became anesthetized to the killing and horrified by the Exlaxic dribble the Governor was spewing. She just droned on and on and on and on. Seemingly never stopping to take a breath, the Governor plowed on. Barely blinking, the Governor prattled on. Not even taking the time to wink, the Chatterbox talked on and on.
As I contemplated the whole absurd scene, a revelation came upon me. I suddenly knew how this woman came to be elected to the highest office in the largest state. The great people of Alaska pulled the lever, touched the screen, or punched the chads in a vain attempt to just make her shut up. They elected her, but she didn't shut up.
In the book, Mr. Chatterbox, Mr. Bowler had to find a way to make Mr. Chatterbox stop talking. Chatty old Chatterbox would drone on and on without really saying anything at all. His friends were getting worn out by his incessant talking. Mr. Bowler thought and thought before hatching the idea of making a magic hat for him. The hat he created looked normal enough, but as Mr. Chatterbox talked and talked, the hat grew and grew until it covered his face and muffled all of his words in a blind darkness. Scared of the dark, Mr. Chatterbox finally stopped talking, and Mr. Bowler smiled.
Unlike Mr. Bowler, the American people haven't yet found a way to make Sarah Palin stop talking, but we did find a way to keep her in Alaska. It's possible that Nordstrom's sells magic hats.
I heard a line on a sit-com this evening that seems somehow appropriate.
Enjoy the show, but due to the graphic nature of the video and the piercing sounds being uttered from the Governor's mouth during it, viewer and listener discretion is strongly advised.
Scarier than the WKRP-esque turkey slaughter was listening to the duly elected Governor of Alaska ramble on and on saying absolutely nothing of any substance. As I watched, my eyes were constantly drawn from the turkey killing machine to the Governor's motorious mouth. After a minute or so, I became anesthetized to the killing and horrified by the Exlaxic dribble the Governor was spewing. She just droned on and on and on and on. Seemingly never stopping to take a breath, the Governor plowed on. Barely blinking, the Governor prattled on. Not even taking the time to wink, the Chatterbox talked on and on.
As I contemplated the whole absurd scene, a revelation came upon me. I suddenly knew how this woman came to be elected to the highest office in the largest state. The great people of Alaska pulled the lever, touched the screen, or punched the chads in a vain attempt to just make her shut up. They elected her, but she didn't shut up.
In the book, Mr. Chatterbox, Mr. Bowler had to find a way to make Mr. Chatterbox stop talking. Chatty old Chatterbox would drone on and on without really saying anything at all. His friends were getting worn out by his incessant talking. Mr. Bowler thought and thought before hatching the idea of making a magic hat for him. The hat he created looked normal enough, but as Mr. Chatterbox talked and talked, the hat grew and grew until it covered his face and muffled all of his words in a blind darkness. Scared of the dark, Mr. Chatterbox finally stopped talking, and Mr. Bowler smiled.
Unlike Mr. Bowler, the American people haven't yet found a way to make Sarah Palin stop talking, but we did find a way to keep her in Alaska. It's possible that Nordstrom's sells magic hats.
I heard a line on a sit-com this evening that seems somehow appropriate.
"I can't remember a time when you weren't talking!"
Enjoy the show, but due to the graphic nature of the video and the piercing sounds being uttered from the Governor's mouth during it, viewer and listener discretion is strongly advised.
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