In this era of Wall Street devastation, it could fairly be said that Sarah Palin is just another bubble waiting to burst. If she does, and I believe she will, one can only hope she does so before November 4, rather than a few months into a four-year term. She would, after all, be a skin cell away from the presidency. Her running mate is a 72-year-old hothead with high blood pressure, and one who has also suffered four instances of the most serious form of skin cancer, malignant melanoma. Not to get overly morbid here, but it bears mentioning that McCain’s father died at 70, and his grandfather at 61—both of heart attacks.
That’s the worrying part. The mystifying part is that Palin is catnip to so many women. After coming close to the White House with a candidate possessing the drive, intellect, and background of Hillary Clinton, why settle so easily? It’s as if the country had been ruled by women all this time and men began screaming for one of their own in the White House, only to settle for Turtle from Entourage.