Monday, November 16, 2009

Somebody Just Shoot Me. Please.

I know, I know, I've said (repeatedly now) that I'd shut up about Sarah Palin.

But she just won't go away.

She's like genital warts or something.

Sarah's on a promotional tour for her book, "Going Rogue," and as such is the darling of the talk show circuit right now. After all, she's outrageous, so therefore makes good copy.

In addition (also through her book), she has gained a lot of maybe not so complimentary publicity... for instance, the Associated Press assigned a few fact-checkers to it, and they found out that in the "Truth Department," Sarah has been found seriously wanting (something that's been well-known to most Alaskans).

As a matter of fact, she accuses the AP of "Opposition Research" for taking the time to verify claims in her work of fiction memoir.

But hey - the only bad press is an obituary, I guess.

Between her comments to Oprah about the father of her grandchild "doing porn" (though not a word about her BFF, Carrie Prejean and her 7 or 8 "solo" sex tapes - I guess Jesus approves of those) to the revelation in her book that that she only did the Couric interview out of pity (to bolster Katie's self-esteem, you betcha) she's definitely a headline grabber.

How long will it take before the media will stop providing the pole for this attention whore's dance, and relegate her to the same category as Balloon Boy's Parents?

It's getting harder and harder to keep my head from exploding.