Unexpectedly, Sarah thwarted the Heathers
On the eve of the US election I was struck by this thought. I mean, here is this bumpkin rube chick from far and away who arrives at a junior high schoolyard in her mukluks and flannel shirts, and all the mean kids with their fancy-schmantzy clothes, the ‘Heathers’ gang up on her; tease her, taunt her, diss her, try to make her cry, wet her pants, fall down, and ultimately run away back to the boondocks. Or, at the very least, to make her really mad so that she'll satisfyingly explode in outrage and send rivulets of mascara down her cheeks before she stomps off.
She never rose to the bait – once.
That bothers me.
This means either that Sarah is way stupider than anyone countenanced – or that she is far smarter than her enemies initially perceived. I shudderingly suspect the latter.
I suspect what she is is wily. She’s like those wolves she enjoys blasting off the tundra. She slowly stalks her prey, quietly waiting for the time to strike. She’s waiting for her chance to get even. Let’s hope that a big majority tomorrow don’t give her the chance because it could be ugly. The taking of prisoners likely isn’t in her songbook.
Meanwhile, throughout the taunting and teasing, Sarah just played along. She even went on SNL herself as a kind of good-humored counter to Tina’s version. Advice to the divinely talented Tina Fey, watch your back if McCain and Sarah should actually accomplish the seemingly impossible.
Yet, surely Sarah isn’t that superhuman and in such rigid control of her emotions. In the dark of night she must have been outraged. What did she do to sublimate? Was she blasting squirrels out of the trees? Hard to say.
Meanwhile, Sarah has continued to be unwavering in her self confidence, guided by her mantra that tells her: “I’m a hottie and men vote with their dicks.”
I hate to think that she might have that right, too.
Quite a piece of work.
To all my American friends, have a good election. Remember, we’re counting on you to do the right thing. And, for God’s sake, vote.
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