Bearing in mind that late afternoon on a Friday preceding a holiday weekend is historically the best time to bury something in the news cycle (especially bearing in mind what is sure to be the soul-destroying spectacle of Michael Jackson's relentlessly covered funeral, disposition and final affairs, the recent parade rampant of celebrity deaths, and the various official recognitions of the 4th from a freshman administration) but failing to take into account the rabid appetite of a 24 hour news cycle that not only does not sleep but actually mainlines crystal meth and eats the adrenal glands of small woodland creatures raw and, additionally, her own feeding-frenzy affect on the fourth estate, Sarah Palin announced that she would be resigning "in a few weeks" from the office of Governor of Alaska. Y'know, as a casual type thing. Really, just an excuse to put on one of those nice suits we as taxpaying voters bought her, and get up in front of people, and talk folksy bullshit. Mooseshit. Whatever the fuck Alaskans have; Innushit.
This led to endless speculation about WHY she had done it, as if there were ever actually a reason Sarah Palin does anything ever. She did give a little interview today, which was precious, and featured dead animals, as has become the norm. In it, she attacked the media and Barack Obama, both of which must now come as naturally to her as breathing, killing, and saying "You Betcha." She says she left the office of the Governor because it was more effecient, that the state spends way too much money investigating all of her ethics violations, and that she wants to disengage from the vicious media machine. It's not in her immediate plans to run for President, of course, but they always say that. Finally, this barely coherent woman is writing a book. I mix soda and bile and try hard not to contemplate bell towers as I drive by them.
Bye-bye for now, Sarah. The best we can hope for is that she and Cheney have a hunting trip scheduled together real soon. You betcha.
