Dear Sarah Palin
SHUT THE HELL UP!
SEVENTEEN minutes after I saw McCain's choice in Palin I saw it for what it was and is. It was, and is, a gimmick. He didn't pick her for her experience or talent or knack of politics. He picked her because she's a WOMAN. He picked her because he thought women are so sexist that we would vote for her, and subsequently him, simply because she's a woman. He didn't give us the credit of having enough individuality and sense to ask what she's done to deserve, no, earn our vote. He thought simply because she has a vagina and we have a vagina we'd simply say ohkay and go with her flow. I'm insulted.
According to the pundits, Palin was a ploy to try and win over those disillusioned women who had voted for Hillary Clinton in the Democratic Primaries. Women who felt cheated and were sore at Obama for 'cheating' them out of a female president...
No one thought to stop and tell the people in the McCain campaign that all women, even Clinton voters, have standards? Look at the TYPE of woman Mrs. Clinton is. Look at her policies. Look at her views....And then look at Sarah Palin. Who was the imbecile that thought Sarah Palin would appeal to Clinton Voters?
Of course Mister McCain would rather you didn't think of that. He'd also rather you didn't think of the fact that up until Mrs. Palin's entry, this presidential race had been fairly nice. That since her nomination his campaign has gone completely negative. That at every chance she gets she throws every type of mud she can get her hands on at her opponents, whether it's accurate or not. That she doesn't even seem to know what the Vice President does.
And of course McCain would like us all to neglect to remember that when he started his bid for the White House he promised us all he'd run a fair and decent campaign.
Well Mister McCain. I haven't forgotten. And I'm more than willing to wager a lot of other American men and women haven't forgotten either. If you sold us that short, mister McCain, then I'm horrified to think what you would do to us if you and that squawk voiced hate monger you have as a Vice was elected into the White House.
And to the Junior Governor of Alaska: Please. Do me a favor. Go back to Alaska. Go help the Eskimo's fish or shoot wolves from a helicopter or whatever it is you do. And come back in sixty years. When I'm dead. That way I won't have to relive the sheer shame that I feel right now of sharing a gender with you.
Mister McCain, I'm one of those Independent voters that you're supposed to appeal to so well. I was Republican up until eight years ago, and now I'm too far center to be called a Liberal. Mister McCain, I live in your state where I wasn't even allowed to vote in the primaries because your state does not allow people not affiliated with either party to vote in them.
Mister McCain. I'm mad as hell, yes, but more so I'm disappointed. In you, your double standards and your willingness to tear this country down the center to win this race.
Mister McCain. The straight talk express has became permanently lodged in the mud on Bullshit Lane.
Feeling?:
Mad
SEVENTEEN minutes after I saw McCain's choice in Palin I saw it for what it was and is. It was, and is, a gimmick. He didn't pick her for her experience or talent or knack of politics. He picked her because she's a WOMAN. He picked her because he thought women are so sexist that we would vote for her, and subsequently him, simply because she's a woman. He didn't give us the credit of having enough individuality and sense to ask what she's done to deserve, no, earn our vote. He thought simply because she has a vagina and we have a vagina we'd simply say ohkay and go with her flow. I'm insulted.
According to the pundits, Palin was a ploy to try and win over those disillusioned women who had voted for Hillary Clinton in the Democratic Primaries. Women who felt cheated and were sore at Obama for 'cheating' them out of a female president...
No one thought to stop and tell the people in the McCain campaign that all women, even Clinton voters, have standards? Look at the TYPE of woman Mrs. Clinton is. Look at her policies. Look at her views....And then look at Sarah Palin. Who was the imbecile that thought Sarah Palin would appeal to Clinton Voters?
Of course Mister McCain would rather you didn't think of that. He'd also rather you didn't think of the fact that up until Mrs. Palin's entry, this presidential race had been fairly nice. That since her nomination his campaign has gone completely negative. That at every chance she gets she throws every type of mud she can get her hands on at her opponents, whether it's accurate or not. That she doesn't even seem to know what the Vice President does.
And of course McCain would like us all to neglect to remember that when he started his bid for the White House he promised us all he'd run a fair and decent campaign.
Well Mister McCain. I haven't forgotten. And I'm more than willing to wager a lot of other American men and women haven't forgotten either. If you sold us that short, mister McCain, then I'm horrified to think what you would do to us if you and that squawk voiced hate monger you have as a Vice was elected into the White House.
And to the Junior Governor of Alaska: Please. Do me a favor. Go back to Alaska. Go help the Eskimo's fish or shoot wolves from a helicopter or whatever it is you do. And come back in sixty years. When I'm dead. That way I won't have to relive the sheer shame that I feel right now of sharing a gender with you.
Mister McCain, I'm one of those Independent voters that you're supposed to appeal to so well. I was Republican up until eight years ago, and now I'm too far center to be called a Liberal. Mister McCain, I live in your state where I wasn't even allowed to vote in the primaries because your state does not allow people not affiliated with either party to vote in them.
Mister McCain. I'm mad as hell, yes, but more so I'm disappointed. In you, your double standards and your willingness to tear this country down the center to win this race.
Mister McCain. The straight talk express has became permanently lodged in the mud on Bullshit Lane.
Feeling?:
Mad