Waldo watched Sarah Palin's Southwestern blitz over the weekend so you wouldn't have to.
Our overwhelming reaction was the prospective horror of having to listen to her random-word-generator-speech machine for four years. She's like Mencken's characterization of President Harding's speeches as a vast army of pompous words roving across the landscape in search of an idea, and then, having captured one, bearing it in its midst until, at last, it died of overwork.
It's enough to make one yearn for the apocalypse of the Mayan calendar canard.
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