I don’t usually do this, and I’m sure I’ll regret it, but here goes.
In the summer of 2008, I arrived in Virginia and said to my sister-in-law, “What, Dan Quayle wasn’t available?”
I was referring to John McCain’s choice of Sarah Palin as a VP candidate.
Frankly, that was wrong of me, and I’d like to take this opportunity to appologize to Dan Quayle.
He’s much smarter.
Remember a few weeks ago when I said, “…don’t get your history from Hollywood.”?
Well, don’t get it from Sarah Palin either.
The whole Paul Revere thing is icing on the cake of embarrassment the “half-term” former Governor of Alaska has heaped on the Republican Party, the United States, and herself.
I am not endorsing another candidate. I won’t do that, and I don’t like political stuff, but if one is going to run for the highest office in the land, knowing a litte something about the land would be nice.
During a tour of Boston on June 3rd of this year, Ms. Palin said, “He who warned, uh, the British that they weren’t gonna be takin’ away our arms, uh, by ringing those bells, and um, makin’ sure as he’s riding his horse through town to send those warning shots and bells that we were going to be sure and we were going to be free, and we were going to be armed.”
Paul Revere was a silversmith from Boston. He’s considered an American Hero, and he may have ridden his midnight ride to warn the Continentals that the British were coming.
He did not, warn the British…as Ms. Palin suggests.
Now, I’ll admit, Paul Revere’s ride may have happened differently than we have been taught or, differently than Henry Wadsworth Longfellow so eloquently told in his poem. Revere probably rode to Lexington to warn John Hancock and Sam Adams that the British were coming to arrest them, but again, Ms. Palin, he did not warn the British. He did not tell the British they were not going to take our arms either. And, again, I wasn’t there, but I don’t think there was any bell ringing.
There may have been lights in a bell tower…again, maybe.
And not to go on and on and on, but this quote, “I haven’t heard the president state that we’re at war. That’s why I too am not knowing — do we use the term intervention? Do we use war? Do we use squirmish? What is it?” on March 29 of this year has me a tad perplexed. I think the term, Ms. Palin, is “skirmish”!
You on the other hand, make me squirmish, er I mean, squeamish!
Ms. Palin has embarrassed us enough, and I’d really appreciate it if she’d just stop talking.
Dear Sarah Palin,
Please stop talking.
The Staff at Redneck Latte Ravings.