Sarah Palin’s answer to Charlie Gibson’s question about whether or not she had any concerns about handling the job of President of the United States, was something like, “No, Charley. I don’t have doubt, I didn’t blink. I can handle it. I can handle the mission.” I know I’m paraphrasing, but that moment keeps haunting me. I wonder if Bush ever wakes up in the middle of the night, now that he’s nearing the end of his second term, thinking, “Wow, a complete fucking mess I’ve made of this country.” I bet Laura does. (Which is probably why she smokes.)

Yesterday, while walking on the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer walk, I was talking to someone who said her chief concern about Obama is: “He will take away my home. He will take all my money.” I didn’t even have enough presence of mind to respond other than to say, “Whaaaat?”

As a friend of mine said, if people in this country are really stupid enough to vote for McCain and the Republicans again then we are in such a sorry, sick state, that nothing we can say or do is going to heal it other than to go through the sickness and hopefully come out the other side.

I am finishing the Russian novel “Oblomov” by Ivan Goncharov (it’s 450 or so pages and it’s taken me awhile) – but everything is finally working out for Oblomov, who spent most of his life in bed avoiding any kind of responsibility or stress. Truthfully, as crazy a life as that is, it’s looking better and better to me.

And maybe we could ship Sarah Palin to Russia, since she can see it from Alaska?

2 Thoughts on “No Doubt

  1. I keep puzzling over that remark about losing the house. A McCain presidency is far more likely to result in middle-class pain than an Obama one. What was she thinking?

  2. To fuel your fire (ire?), be sure to read last week’s New Yorker profile of Cindy McCain, who bears striking similarities to Palin. Or maybe you should hold off.

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