Saturday, November 21, 2009


S. E. Cupp: Sarah Palin For idiots

The hot and hotly intellectual S. E. Cupp is feelin' Sarah Palin these days, as are scads of Americans flocking to her book signings. Idiots hate Palin and they hate the fact that she has yet another monster conservative bestseller. Can't stand her celebrity and don't understand her power.

Good. We don't want the left to understand. That way we win and they lose.

In Palin 101 the divine Ms. Cupp writes
A radio host asked me recently if the perception that she is more "human interest story than person-of-action" will harm her in the long run. The fact is, there is no one on the planet more "human interest story than person-of-action" than our current president, who penned his terribly self-satisfied autobiography at the ripe old age of 43, while a mere state legislator.

But we don't see the liberal press fretting over President Obama's penchant for self-promotion. They coo when he goes on Letterman to talk about all the cool stuff that happens when you're president -- during a recession and a war. And they applaud his Nobel Peace Prize, for which he was nominated after just 12 days in office. And they rally around his embarrassing Olympic bid, which actually argued that the IOC should choose Chicago so that he and Michelle could stop and see the fam while in their old neighborhood. Obama's "me, me, me, me, me, me, me" aria is fine. But Palin's plain speaking and honest stab at defending herself against her seething critics is schlocky showboating and shameless self-promotion. Please.
I love this gal. She is like a gladiator.

Let’s see if we have this right. The Left accused conservatives opposed to trying Gitmo terrorists in federal court of cowardice, a charge echoed to some degree by Eric Holder in his testy exchange with Senator Jon Kyl …but [Sarah Palin's] book tour should have people running for cover?
Idiots: the gift that keeps on giving.

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