Sarah Palin’s rapid elevation from small town mayor to candidate for national office to revered deity, has got me asking if conservatives aren’t taking a bit too much of the savior in mass (or smoking crack). The hyperbole exceeds satire.
The Sarah Palin phenomenon is truly a product of the post-media age. A woman, of whom nothing is known, has become in the minds of a significant percentage of Americans a messianic figure. Based on what? Looks, gender, and a baby with Down’s Syndrome.
She is the true Paris Hilton of politicians. She’s famous for being famous. Especially among conservatives. But the inside-the-beltway hysteria of GOP coastal elites and wealthy Christian Conservatives – as expressed by the staffs of the Weekly Standard, National Review, and Fox News (in New York!), among others – is a soirée in a samovar.
Outside of their gay and prosperous precincts, Americans are still wondering who the hell this woman is. The GOP is gravely misreading the national mood and the general appeal of their VP candidate. No one who wasn’t already going to vote for her will now do so because she eats mooseburger and gives a snarky speech. Better enjoy that celebration because prognostications aside – she’s the 2012 nominee (they assume either a loss or McCain’s death, whichever comes first), she’s the future of the party, she’s come to save us from imminent defeat – Sarah Palin has a long, tough, and I’m guessing, scandal-filled road ahead of her.
Who’s your messiah now? Sarah Palin. And you better pray she’s studying hard and paying off the townies back home, or she just might be a false prophet.