Typical of Sen. John McCain's ill-qualified pick, she demonstrated once again that she can't breathe the air at that level. Fortunately, Sen. McCain's staff, in a rare fit of common sense, ordered The Alaska Millstone to be seen and not heard.
Once aboard the plane back to Anchorage, however, Gov. Palin unleashed herself on us and hasn't stopped since. Unfettered by professional counsel, America's most famous urchin has been free to speak her, um, mind. Right now she's in Miami, splitting time between a Republican governors' conference and a gross, self-centered media tour.
I have no idea what she's contributing to the former, but in what I've seen of the latter, this is the same clucking, clueless candidate who laid a clutch of eggs in Katie Couric's lap. When she's not speaking in non sequitur, she's bouncing between expressing lip-service support of the President-elect and inexplicably resurrecting his "associations" to Bill Ayers and Jeremiah Wright.
Memo to the Governor: The campaign is over. You lost the election. Either show some class, or go away.
Gov. Palin's public twitching ceased to be shocking months ago -- now I'm actually embarrassed for her, along with her party and her country. If she doesn't have the decency to leave the national stage voluntarily, some GOP enforcer needs to drag her back behind the curtain. Remember, people: Country First.
She'll have plenty of time between now and 2012 to get ready for her next run. And shocking as it may be to regular readers of this blog, I enthusiastically support her candidacy -- I sincerely believe she can show us that she's fit for office.
In fact, I've even designed her campaign's first bumper stickers. I mean, it's never too early to get the ball rolling.
Footnote: During the campaign, Gov. Palin's Secret Service code name was "Denali" -- an appropriate nod to The Last Frontier and, coincidentally or not, an anagram for "denial."
