The Horror
By Capt. Fogg
Listen my children and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow-
I had pretty much made up my mind that I wasn't going to grant Sarah Palin any more free publicity or waste any more stress-filled time reacting to the Idiot's Princess, but like the safety valve on a boiler, I have my set limit. Pop goes the weasel, or at least the blogger.
I read her garbled soliloquy yesterday, about how the immigrants who built this country up from an agrarian economy to an economic giant had a terribly hard time gaining entrance and getting citizenship and could not favorably be compared to those today who were raised in the USA from infancy, got an education and became part of our society only to be expelled on some error in their parent's papers. She's right, you can't. It took a matter of hours to go through Immigration in the Ellis Island days and if you weren't Chinese, you were all right. No English required, no guaranteed job, no nothin' -- and they came by the millions. Today it takes years, of course, but we're dealing with Sarah Palin, congenitally stupid product of a fourth tier higher educational system and a lifetime of reading nothing. She's dumber than a pre-schooler and she's a Republican front-runner.
My mother read me that Longfellow poem when I was little more than an infant and I don't think any of my contemporaries did not know by early grade school of that somewhat mythological event, but no, not Sarah Palin who seems to think that the famed Boston silversmith was a spokesman for the NRA and a right wing, saber rattling blowhard whose main concern was promoting gun rights in the American wilderness.
The fact that this perky little peanut brain couldn't graduate 5th grade much less pass a citizenship test -- or even apparently, read a newspaper, isn't just obvious, it's horrifying and what these daily enormities we're subjected to say about her is still less horrifying than what this says about America.
Listen my children and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow-
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I had pretty much made up my mind that I wasn't going to grant Sarah Palin any more free publicity or waste any more stress-filled time reacting to the Idiot's Princess, but like the safety valve on a boiler, I have my set limit. Pop goes the weasel, or at least the blogger.
I read her garbled soliloquy yesterday, about how the immigrants who built this country up from an agrarian economy to an economic giant had a terribly hard time gaining entrance and getting citizenship and could not favorably be compared to those today who were raised in the USA from infancy, got an education and became part of our society only to be expelled on some error in their parent's papers. She's right, you can't. It took a matter of hours to go through Immigration in the Ellis Island days and if you weren't Chinese, you were all right. No English required, no guaranteed job, no nothin' -- and they came by the millions. Today it takes years, of course, but we're dealing with Sarah Palin, congenitally stupid product of a fourth tier higher educational system and a lifetime of reading nothing. She's dumber than a pre-schooler and she's a Republican front-runner.
My mother read me that Longfellow poem when I was little more than an infant and I don't think any of my contemporaries did not know by early grade school of that somewhat mythological event, but no, not Sarah Palin who seems to think that the famed Boston silversmith was a spokesman for the NRA and a right wing, saber rattling blowhard whose main concern was promoting gun rights in the American wilderness.
“…he who warned the British that they weren’t gonna be takin’ away our arms, uh, by ringin’ those bells and, um, makin’ sure as he’s ridin’ his horse through town to send those warning shots and bells that were gonna be secure and we were gonna be free. And we were gonna be armed.” You betcha, gol durn it!
The fact that this perky little peanut brain couldn't graduate 5th grade much less pass a citizenship test -- or even apparently, read a newspaper, isn't just obvious, it's horrifying and what these daily enormities we're subjected to say about her is still less horrifying than what this says about America.
Labels: Sarah Palin, stupid
5 Comments:
I actually clicked in to watch a clip of it. It's so clear she doesn't a clue about one if by land, two if by sea. Sadly, her core constituency probably doesn't either. Pathetic and a bit frightening to see ignorance not only celebrated, but rewarded so handsomely.
The actual history of Paul Revere's ride is far more complex than the poem or the myth would suggest. He actually was captured and at gunpoint revealed that the Americans were moving toward the British, but I seriously doubt that she had heard the name Revere before this week.
Perhaps she got the bell ringing thing from the lantern in the Church Tower, but that's the closest she comes to making her statement anything but pandering to the right wing gun paranoids. In the same way I doubt she really wants office. She's an irresponsible shirker and her history shows it. I think she's in it entirely for the money and the fame.
But what it says about a media that broadcasts this and a public that watches it as avidly as they watch for shots of drunken, stupid, starlet wannabes getting out of limos without wearing underwear isn't good. I think I'll start telling people I'm Canadian.
Ha! I used the Canadian back in my traveling days. Even then, sometimes it wasn't so good to admit you were an American of the USA persuasion.
Palin can't get the Revere story straight and our Constitutional Scholar doesn't know the difference between the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution.
Source: 2010 State of the Union Address.
And if it wasn't for Paul Revere, would we have become the Republic of 57 states that exists today?
Admit it, you've been saving that 57 states thing all these years just for this moment, but admit it or not, if you're comparing Sarah Palin's general or specific knowledge base with Obama's and comparing it favorably, or even hinting at some kind of fair comparison, you've exposed yourself in a fashion Mr. Weiner could only dream of.
Seriously, that kind of bullshit should require a license to spread.
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