I orginally though this idea was patently ridiculous - then I remembered I did say some shit about the debates and Bill Ayers which must have triggered a flag somewhere that indicated political discussions were taking place here on the blog. It must have happened more than once since some Palinite posted links to some Republican Bullshit in the comments the other day which was funny to me since the links don't work in the comments. Complete waste of time to post them especially on a site called Menopausal Stoners.
My mother and I were talking about this phenomenon, and she is of the opinion that the FBI is probably watching me now. I had to remind her that she has been saying that since I was a Russian major with a Philosophy minor at North Texas State University back in 1977 - 78. NTSU was a fun place to go to school because that year it made Playboy's list of top 10 party schools. NTSU had also produced more Miss Texases than any other college. As it happens, NTSU was a big music school back then (could be still, I haven't checked) with a large Jazz component, and for some reason that year somebody somewhere cooked up a bunch of acid which led to a couple of thousand music majors and their friends tripping all over Denton, Texas. Can it be an accident that Rocky Horror Picture Show is set in Denton? I think not.
Riff Raff, Doctor Frank-N-Furter and Magenta
I am compelled to mention here that when most of my political views were developed - back at Spring High School outside of Houston - my friends and I hung out at the same park getting high as Richard Linklater who made Dazed and Confused. He went to a high school down the road. Dazed and Confused was made in Austin, and if you watch that movie, you will see the hamburger joint at the near my house in Austin where my friends and I would go whenever we had taken back the soda bottles to get enough money for a chicken fried steak sandwich:
Top Notch Hamburgers, 7527 Burnett Rd, Austin, Texas
The only time I actually thought the FBI might be listening into my phone calls was in the early 1980's when my best buddy Tish was carrying on with the Cocaine Dealer who was her downstairs neighbor in Dallas. He was a black man with a Jheri curl. When he borrowed her car and returned it some days and many, many miles later, she found out he had gone to California to get cocaine. She had no idea he was transporting contraband across state lines. She was much more concerned that he had made a secret video sex tape of her having sex with his brother and wanted me to go to every blue movie in Dallas in case her shiny white hiney was blazing on the screen. I thought it was a cocaine delusion, but stranger things have happened. She found The Lord shortly thereafter which was probably all for the best.
The point of all this reminiscing is that I am damn surprised to find that anyone has referenced this blog on a site called "DC Blogs Noted." But like I say, stranger things have happened.
What mother and I are more interested in, however, is: Why in creation did Sarah Palin get on a six-hour flight to Alaska after her water broke in Dallas? According to a report on KTUU NBC channel 2 in Alaska, Sarah Palin's water broke in Dallas, then she gave a 30 minute speech, then she got on a commercial flight home to Alaska where she finally gave birth.
Jesus H. Christ. What airline lets a woman on an airplane after her water broke already? Half the airlines make you get a doctor's release if you're traveling after 32 weeks or so. Did she hide the facts from the airline? More to the point: Who the hell gets on a LONG flight - even when nothing unexpected happens it's a long damn way from Texas to Alaska - when your water already broke? Were they simply going to ground the plane if labor progressed more rapidly than Sarah had planned?
Any way you look at it, Sarah Palin knew damn good and well the bun was fixing to pop out of the oven, and she still got on that airplane.
Under the circumstances, I would want a refund AND two round trip, first class tickets from the airline if I had to watch Sarah Palin giving birth that instead of the movie. Even if she wasn't spread eagled in the aisle, she still must have made some noise. She is not such a hard core frontierswoman that she bit a bullet without a whimper. She is NRA Barbie, for chrissakes, and she did not have anyone's best interests in mind when she made the decision to get on that airplane.
"Who the hell acts like that?" my mother asks. The only conclusion one can reasonably reach is that Sarah Palin is a Self-Centered, Arrogant woman who Thinks She Knows Better than Anyone and Doesn't Give a Flying Fuck (literally) if She gives Birth on a Commercial Flight in front of God and Everyone at Who Knows What Risk to the Baby. I believe there is a Librarian in Wasilla who will support this conclusion.
Maybe Sarah Palin was traveling with her personal Ob/Gyn and her own blood and oxygen. What do I know? I do know that you can't trust the oxygen tanks on the airplane. Ask Antonio Oliver whose cousin Carine Desir died on an American Airlines flight from Haiti to JFK (Questions Persist After NY Woman Dies On AA Flight 2/26/08).
If anyone has questions about Sarah Palin's judgement, they should take a long look at this incident.
I wonder if Tina Fey will do a skit about that. My friend Rhet can't stand it that Tina Fey is laughing all the way to the bank with the Sarah Palin impersonation. I don't blame him because satire doesn't lead to holding public official accountable like it used to. Back in Jonathan Swift's day, people would be outraged at the government after reading a satire. Now people laugh and relax into complacency thinking that if somebody's making a joke, no one takes the butt of that joke seriously. People joked about George W. Bush all the time, and look where that got us.
It would be nice if Tina Fey would go on record saying that the possibility of Sarah Palin in the White House is no laughing matter. Steven Spielberg and George Lucas raping Indiana Jones on South Park -- now THAT was a laughing matter, although Tom Cruise in the Closet was funnier. Dave Chappelle as Rick James - brilliant.