I’ve received a lot of comments from readers and friends asking why I write about Sarah Palin in every. single. recent. post. What are your thoughts on Russia’s promises to withdraw its troops from Georgia within a month, they ask? And what about the economy, stupid?
In reply, I just yawn.
Fact is, Sarah Palin, for all her detestable qualities, is the most interesting thing to happen to politics since, well, Barack Obama. Together, they’re making this campaign one for the ages and the single weirdest presidential race in history. So what’s a blogger to do? Ignore it? Drone on about an erstwhile superpowers sphere of influence?
Oh, and also, my posts about Palin’s pregnancy are the most popular posts on this site. So…
Let’s look at where we stand. The New York Times and it’s expat sister publication, the International Herald Tribune, have published a smarmy, sentimental story about Palin’s pregnancy with Trig, her infant son. However, if anyone had any hopes that this would lay to rest the DailyKos-inspired conspiracies that Sarah Palin’s daughter, Bristol, is Trig’s real mommy, well, I guess you don’t know DailyKos.
The echo chamber of the lefty blogosphere is still at it, trying to dig up receipts for a fat suit they accuse Palin of buying to fake her pregnancy. (There is nothing more dangerous than a conspiracy-theorist backed into a corner. One should back away slowly, waving one’s arms to appear as large as possible.)
Now, the formerly-relevant-but-now-just-kinda-sad Vanity Fair is putting the final nail in the coffin of its journalistic integrity by publishing a timeline of the Trig-gate conspiracy.
Why hasn’t this story died? Because it’s a nearly perfect storm of things the public loves: celebrity, gossip, scandal, and babies. Evidently, if it bleeds amniotic fluid, it leads.