So Joy Behar had writer Andrew Sullivan on her show to discuss Sarah Palin, and by “discuss,” I mean drag her through the mud by her pony tail. My favorite part was when Behar describes Sarah’s “people” as “evil and nasty”–right before she and Sullivan go evil on Palin, launching into a 10 minute dissertation on the “hard to believe” story of the birth of Trig.
Check it out, check it outers:
Of course, Sullivan isn’t alleging a cover-up–he just can’t believe Palin’s story. Meaning, of course he’s alleging a cover-up. Whatever–the whole obsession makes me queasy–much in the way Truthers, Birthers and Sullivan’s bushy beard do as well.
Anyway, Sullivan is dining out on this, and why shouldn’t he? He is, after all, the latest recipient of the “Strange New Respect” award. This award was first coined by the American Spectator roughly thirty years ago, given to any one labeled a conservative who then veers left. This is the easiest way to gain any respect from the media: slide on over to their side, unbutton your shirt and tell them, “hey, you were right all along.”
Sadly, there’s no such “Strange New Respect” award for people who move from left to right–because there is no welcoming party like Behar waiting for you with smirk and bon bons. If anything, you’re given the “You’re Screwed” award, which is accompanied by heaps of ridicule and worse, a deliberate shunning if you happen to work in the entertainment industry.
Anyway, there’s plenty to criticize Palin about–I’m still miffed at the whole “quitting her job in the middle of it” thing–mainly because I like getting fired so much. But if you need to spend your time conspiring over sinister childbirths, it’s time to start getting your fillings checked for radio transmitters; I did and was able to stop those messages from outerspace telling me that griffens were stealing my unicorn stickers (it turns out a pegasus was behind the whole thing!).
And if you disagree with me, you’re probably a racist.
~~
the lovely Lauren Sivan!
the hilarious Jesse Joyce!
the brilliant Nick Gillespie!
plus, other stuff and no more glasses