Hole in the Wall
Divine Sarah Palin
RECEIVED Mon., March 29, 2010
Dear Editor,
The divine Sarah Palin’s theatre tour brings adoring audiences like the carnival carnie at her shooting gallery where the ducks line up to be shot at several hundred a pop. Come one, come all, overweight and undereducated retirees living on governments checks and Medicare, to denounce their very benefactors. See the Free-Dumb Freak Show, have a Cornyn Dog, ride the Republican Tilt-a-Tale! All the while, over the loudspeakers, hear the diva’s distinctive voice rising from a callous cackle to a salacious screech of perjured, paranoid pontification … comic book signing to follow. If you can’t make it to the carnival cow field, you can see it on TV every night with coverage and comment by commendable cable’s constant and continuing tabloid tradition of news noise funny, facetious, and forgettable.
The divine Sarah Palin’s theatre tour brings adoring audiences like the carnival carnie at her shooting gallery where the ducks line up to be shot at several hundred a pop. Come one, come all, overweight and undereducated retirees living on governments checks and Medicare, to denounce their very benefactors. See the Free-Dumb Freak Show, have a Cornyn Dog, ride the Republican Tilt-a-Tale! All the while, over the loudspeakers, hear the diva’s distinctive voice rising from a callous cackle to a salacious screech of perjured, paranoid pontification … comic book signing to follow. If you can’t make it to the carnival cow field, you can see it on TV every night with coverage and comment by commendable cable’s constant and continuing tabloid tradition of news noise funny, facetious, and forgettable.
John Callaghan