Palin’s Speech
My immediate reaction to this monstrosity of televisual farce was:
1. What the fuck this?
2. What the fuck is this?
3. What the fuck is this?
I can honestly say that nothing has horrified me so much since our new mayor was declared. I’m aware that if you have cute children you have political capital and Barack Obama has certainly not been entirely averse to spending it, but after tonight Palin must surely be forced to declare herself a bankrupt. Perhaps a good deal of the blame lies on the head of the choreographers and cameramen who decided it apt to have a Downs afflicted infant passed around, from father to seven year old and onwards.
To accompany this nauseatingly exploitative spectacle (her daughter obviously had no idea what to do with the camera shoved in her face, and contented herself with coating her younger brother’s head with saliva and sticking her finger in her eye, which would be fine under most conditions but in this context presented something of an incongruous non sequiter) was Palin introducing them all in a fashion which felt as if it lasted for a week, followed by a barrage of hackneyed nonsense, shards of barbed wit and every weary, faded buzz-word that her script-writer (a former author of George W. Bush’s words, and it showed) which had the whole room enraptured.
Yes, there was a whole room full of people lapping the stuff up like hungry rats. The sight of a room full of Republicans has quite honestly disturbed me, with it hardly surprising me that the spectacle aided Barack raising $8 million (however much that is worth, now) in a single day. I knew that people like that existed, but there there was something about the sight of so many wrong-minded people crammed into a room together braying and clapping and shouting “Drill, Drill!” oh so eagerly that made me recoil and want to wretch.
If you want a more measured view then see here and here. Mudflats, of course, has some excellent words to say. A tad less rational but as fun in a different fashion.
Enough of this. Words can not outline the atrocity. See for yourselves and scar your own eyes so I can cease being forced to re-live the trauma:
Posted in: 2008 Election, Fear and Loathing, Speeches