I've had it up to my back teeth with this God crap. Sarah Palin wouldn't know the real Christ if he came back to Earth and punched her in the face. An act He would certainly be entitled to perform considering the thousands of un-Christian things Palin and the rest of the Bible-thumpers have done in His name. Enough is enough.
You want to believe in Jesus Christ? Be my guest. You want to believe in Allah? Be my guest. You want to believe in Yahweh? Be my guest. You want to believe in Buddha? Be my guest. You want to worship trees? Be my guest.
But keep your personal beliefs out of my face, out of my Constitutional freedoms, and out of my politics.
Having said that, it seems to me that the Ju-Know Nothing Pit Bull, is making a fatal error with her latest non-stop self-promotional publicity blitz. Not that I want to give her advice. That's the farthest thing from my mind. But as an observer of the fads and fancies that strike my fellow citizens, I know that such fads and fancies have a short shelf life. Think Pet Rock and Cabbage Patch Kids.
Palin is riding the very last crest of the very last wave of interest and adulation that has been washing over the Republican party for the last two months. But even as that wave was newly breaking, her value as a political curiosity and novelty was ebbing. Actually, the best thing she can do right now is to keep the show going.
In the land of the midnight sun, she of all people should know what the effects of overexposure are.
Trust me. By the time the Repubs start looking around for their next great white hope, Sarah's time in the limelight will have come and gone.
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