The National Review Falls Out of Love With Sarah Palin

By Chuck Ansbacher

Friday September 26, 2008

The National Review Falls Out of Love With Sarah Palin:

As we’ve seen and heard more from John McCain’s running mate, it is increasingly clear that Palin is a problem. Quick study or not, she doesn’t know enough about economics and foreign policy to make Americans comfortable with a President Palin should conditions warrant her promotion.

Palin didn’t make a mess cracking the glass ceiling. She simply glided through it.

It was fun while it lasted.

Palin’s recent interviews with Charles Gibson, Sean Hannity, and now Katie Couric have all revealed an attractive, earnest, confident candidate. Who Is Clearly Out Of Her League.

No one hates saying that more than I do. Like so many women, I’ve been pulling for Palin, wishing her the best, hoping she will perform brilliantly. I’ve also noticed that I watch her interviews with the held breath of an anxious parent, my finger poised over the mute button in case it gets too painful. Unfortunately, it often does. My cringe reflex is exhausted.

What to do?

McCain can’t repudiate his choice for running mate. He not only risks the wrath of the GOP’s unforgiving base, but he invites others to second-guess his executive decision-making ability. Barack Obama faces the same problem with Biden.

Only Palin can save McCain, her party, and the country she loves. She can bow out for personal reasons, perhaps because she wants to spend more time with her newborn. No one would criticize a mother who puts her family first.

Do it for your country.

Aaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahaaa! Christmas!

However, this shit still irks me. I hate the notion that is stuck in conservatives’ heads that I, you, or anyone else was against Palin simply because she was a woman, or a mom, or a hunter, or a pretty lady, or etc., etc. It has been clear since moment one that she was SUPREMELY unqualified to do the job she was selected for, and that prospect was made all the more scary because McCain is so fucking old and could croak at any second, and then Matt Damon said it best so whatever.

All that having been said, thank God even the nut sacks at the National Review are coming to their senses.