This one was pretty much a given.
You know who she reminds me of? The country club mothers who’d guffaw “you’re lucky you don’t glow!” having discovered that I was near Chernobyl when the catastrophe occurred. And no, these weren’t pals of mine who knew me well and could get away with a little needling as is common among people who are close to one another.
These were people to whom the deaths of them funny-lookin’ foreigners are a big ol’ punchline. They’re hawkish, and, most frightening of all, so utterly convinced of their own superior nature, their own status as human beings and how it is utterly in conflict with other’s status as subhuman beings, that criticism simply doesn’t stick to them. This idea, of being criticized for something like this, is as peculiar to them as stories of alien abduction. They shrug it off like a mildly unpleasant dream.
How many times has Sarah Palin actually traveled outside the U.S. again? Uh… You know what, as much as certain people can “relate” to the lack of stamps in her passport, the fact is, if my relative is sick, I don’t want a doctor I can “relate” to – I want a doctor who can do his or her job.
The same should go for our leaders.