Even though Hubby’s been telling me the last two weeks that it’s all over (the election) and I shouldn’t worry so, I still do, so much that I can hardly bear to watch television because Sarah Palin is always there making me feel embarrassed to be a woman, or John McCain is there making me feel embarrassed to be old.
How can I go back to business as usual on November 5 should McCain and Palin be heading to the White House? So maybe if I write it all out here, a rant as several bloggers I know would call it, I can get over it and make it sanely through the next 16 days to the election!
Sarah Palin’s snide remarks on her campaign stops repulse me. I cringed at her attempted responses to Katie Couric’s questions that first began to expose how clueless she was. Not only is she a letdown after the Democrats rejected Hillary Clinton as a possible first woman to burst through the glass ceiling of the White House, she’s catapulted women nearly back to the 1950s.
I’ve already lived through those years once, please don’t make me go there again! The women’s movement of the 1970s was about putting aside gender prejudices and judging people on their abilities, not their ability to hoodwink and titillate a dirty old men syndrome leftover from that earlier time and of which the Senator McCain has reminded me with his choice of running mate.
If something happens to the 72 year old with a history of health problems, I dread to think what would happen to this country. I know that McCain likes to point to his 90-something year old mother in an attempt to make us think there’s nothing to worry about there, what with those great genes and all, what about the genes of his father and grandfather who died of heart related problems at 69 and 71 respectively?
At that point, you’d better believe we’d need a vice-president ready and waiting, one who knows enough that she could work to unite the country and solve some of our problems, and one who wouldn’t need constant script writers so she doesn’t keep making a fool of herself in front of the whole world. We’ve had eight years of that! Enough is enough!
So far all Sarah Palin has shown this blogger is that she’s great at dividing us with her snide remarks and constant putdowns of “the opposition” or, as Senator McCain refers to him, “that one.”
McCain thought he was so clever to choose a woman. Not only would disappointed women Democrats jump on his sinking ship, so would the Evangelical Christians! The truth is, he would have chosen a real pig wearing lipstick if he thought he would help him achieve his ultimate goal as President.
Did he really believe that women would throw their common sense aside and vote for this eye winking, lipstick and high heel wearing woman who masks her shocking lack of knowledge with memorized talking points, playing the hockey mom card at every turn. As for the Evangelical Christians, I grew up with them and went to church with them. While many are good people at heart, you can be sure I wouldn’t want any one of them running my country.
Surely there was a more qualified Republican woman who would have been a better choice, one who would not have been a humiliation to women in general? Someone who can work with everyone, including “the opposition” as well as foreign leaders, whatever it would take to solve problems that require more than a wink and a you betcha!
i want to look up to a President or Vice President, or aspiring ones, not identify with them, or go out for a six pack with them. What an awful irony that a man who worked his way from humble beginnings to the top of his class at one of the nation’s finest law schools becomes “elitist” for speaking well, while McCain decides for a last-ditch effort at becoming one better than his Navy Admiral father and grandfather at whatever the cost, even if it means lying and dancing nervously across debate stages and parading his pretty women to help him win the election.
Cindy can’t buy it for him even though she would if she could, but she can stand primly in her $300,000 designer outfits and smile demurely. On the other side of the stage is Sarah Palin, who strangles her sentences while asking me to admire Joe Six Pack, Hockey Moms and Joe the Plummer and never forgets to wink at me.
Oh Senator McCain, what a leader you would be. Wink! You betcha!