Dear Sarah Palin,
Hi there. I know we’ve never met, and even though we probably disagree on a lot of things, I do respect you as a human being. I am sure you’ve worked hard your entire life and that you have made real efforts to improve people’s lives in Alaska. I understand that a politician’s life is colored with shades of gray, built on compromise, and often times clouded by having to choose the lesser of many evils. In the end, I don’t hate you, even though I’m pretty confident that if you’re reading this, you will think I am an unpatriotic (I live in a big city!), devil-worshiping (I’m pretty sure I’m a witch!), murdering (I use birth control!) terrorist (I’ve touched a Muslim with my bare hands!).
But now. Now. I’m just not sure anymore. Because, what in the Holy, King of Kings, Strikin’ The Serpent From Your Heart, Anointin’ The Leader Of The Free World, Lord’s name were you THINKING when you agreed to the Weekend Update bit on SNL this Saturday?
I thought I had respect for you, but now I wonder, is it possible to have respect for someone who so clearly does not respect herself?
Because who on earth, with any shred of dignity, would allow themselves to be humiliated like this on live television? Usually we reserve that privilege for reality show contestants. But you’re running for Vice President of the United States of America. And no, this is NOT the same as other candidates, past and present, who have successfully poked fun at themselves on the late night comedy circuit (with the end result being that they seem more human and accessible). I’ve got news for you Sarah: it’s not self-deprecation when you allow others to do the deprecating. Especially when that metaphorical ass-raping is taking place just 10 feet away from you while you’re boppin’ your head, smiling like a dope, and even singing along at points. I guess I just wonder why you would even appear on a show that has previously shown no mercy on you, and then, when you do show up, just allow them to continue to do more of the same.
Not only does it reflect poorly on you, it reflects poorly on John McCain. Whether it was your choice or his, it shows that once again his campaign doesn’t trust you to speak for yourself. Instead of appearing strong and in control of your own destiny, you looked like a damn fool up there. Your son Trig probably got the joke more than you did. I wish you all the best, and, speaking to you as one comedian-hopeful to another, you really need to work on your delivery. As in…next time, do the delivery yourself.
