Ever since Sarah Palin was named as John McCain's VP nominee choice, I've been irritated about it. I've been trying to isolate why. The stream of consciousness was something like this:
That's how you pronounce Palin?
And who is she?
Are you kidding me?
She did what?
What a right-wing nut job!
But this nomination has irritated me beyond just that she's a reborn again religious fundamentalist who is trying to ban books and fire staffers who disagree with her and force creationism into science classes and the usual power-happy Republican.
No, she won't answer questions. We're supposed to accept that 20 months as governor of Alaska makes her a foreign policy expert. We're supposed to accept that she's really deep and well informed on the issues -- or at least enough.
No, we're just supposed to like her. We're supposed to see her, admire her beauty.
But we're not supposed to ask her questions. How dare we ask questions!
Check out Sarah Palin, the Republican Patriarchy's girlfriend!
This is serious business. This is about choosing people to lead the most powerful nation, the people who will have their thumbs on "the button."
And the Republicans just toss this woman out onto the national stage and get upset when we ask all sorts of questions! Well, she hasn't been out there campaigning like Barack Obama was, or like Hillary Clinton was. She hasn't been on the national stage like any number of conservative women who the Republicans could have picked. She's unknown.
But we're supposed to just admire her, the "hockey mom."
Well, as we learn of her history, we will ask questions, and if she can't hack it, can't even answer questions about her own obscure track record, then how is she qualified to lead this nation?