Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Lipstick Jungle.

FILE UNDER: Can't Stop. Won't Stop./PRIMARIES: Out of the Races & Onto the Tracks!


Our lips are sealed.[With a kiss of course!]

Sarah Palin. Sarah, Sarah Palin. You can bask in the power of her "greatness", but you can't ask her shit. You're supposed to sit, back, relax and watch as her image, family, and soundbites infiltrate the airwaves, but immediately call foul when the Dems patron saint gets some airtime to showcase his image, ideals, family, and/or soundbites. She can put herself out there as the one we will need to call on in case of emergency should she land in the White House come January, but you're still not allowed to say ANYTHING negative about her race, sex, lifestyle choices, parenting skills, political history, or, as stated earlier, dig beneath the surface of what she and the Republican party chooses to give to you. After all, when you offend offend Sarah Palin, you're offending hardworking mothers trying to "make a dollar out of fifteen cents" eveywhere.

And if you can't respect women, then you obviously have no business running for the highest seat in office, right?

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