Taking a Swing at the Wrong Pinata

by Jo Wicker

There is nothing more to add to the innumerable words, both erudite and slanderous, written about Sarah Palin, Republican nominee for vice-president. So I will speak to fear. Specifically mine.

I don't care what she named her kids, what game she kills and eats,or not.(Hey, give the woman some credit. At least she didn't shoot one of her hunting party in the face as did the guy in whose footsteps she hopes to follow.) and I don't care whether she can see Siberia.

What gives me the willies is that some of the same voices that advised the Bush Administration into all manner of debacles great and small, advised McCain on her nomination.

And he listened.