Categorical Aperitif

Sarah Palin, that is, and Gift being German for "poison," of course. Don't miss this look at the Palinite mob from bloggerinterrupted that's been making the rounds:

"He's a one-man terror cell." "He's got the bloodlines." "Think about the name." "His name says it all." If you told me twenty years ago that one day I'd be living in an America in which a shallow, incurious small-town beauty queen could ride a wave of racism, xenophobia, and frustrated sexuality to a spot that's potentially a heartbeat away from the presidency, I'd have scoffed at you. Yet here we are, in a land where a man's skin tone and foreign-sounding name are to some citizens as shiny, jangling keys to a baby. Perhaps each generation gets the demagogues it deserves.

I fear that the next few weeks in America are going to be very ugly.

// posted by nash @ 9:24 AM