. . to have fun with the word “turkey.”
This editorial cartoon ran in our newspaper the other day. Really, I think it might have been Tuesday or Wednesday. I loved it:
Little did we know that a couple of days later, she really would.
OK, not that she would kill a turkey herself. But that she really would go to a turkey farm for a photo op to “pardon” a turkey and then take media questions on camera while a man was slaughtering turkeys not far behind her – on camera. And apparently she knew it would happen, and said “no worries.”
So, is this woman nuts? So totally narcissist that she’s losing touch with everybody else’s reality? Or so totally sure that she can do no wrong on her way to the White House in 2012 that none of this minor crap matters? Because I understand that the Republicans just love her to pieces and she may be the most Teflon-coated politician since Ronald Reagan.
Oh, well, on a more happy note, one of my favorite columns about the election was Garrison Kiellor’s, rejoicing in how we elected a pretty cool guy and we get to be cool too. Including this:
It feels good to be cool and all of us can share in that, even sour old right-wingers and embittered blottoheads. Next time you fly to Heathrow and hand your passport to the man with the badge, he’s going to see “United States of America” and look up and grin. Even if you worship in the church of Fox, everyone you meet overseas is going to ask you about Obama and you may as well say you voted for him because, my friends, he is your line of credit over there. No need anymore to try to look Canadian.
HA! On the Keilor quote and, omg, on the Palin thing. She terrifies me. When I try to think of something bad to say about her, I can’t think of anything bad enough.
Nope. Still can’t think of anything bad enough.