It was a joke ... let it go

So Sarah Palin is qualified for Veep because she can see Russia from her house? She must be joking ...

The Russian western border is 1,000 km away from Anchorage, Alaska, and Palinville Heartland is a couple hours' drive northeast of Anchorage (roughly measured on a Googlemaps.com map). Two-thirds of Alaska is between Wasilla and Siberia.

Either Shockin' Sarah's got a really big house, or a really good telescope on the roof.

Or, she was joking! And nobody got the joke! It happens to John McCain a lot ... he makes a weak joke, and super-serious tight-ass bloggers, webbers and media spend days dissecting it for truthiness and accuracy.

Fess up, Sarah ... you're no Paula Poundstone, in the comedy department.

Yuck yuck yuck.

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Fascism past the doorstep, into the house

Today’s RGJ includes an AP photo from Golden, Colo., of Shockin’ Sarah Palin speaking at a GOP campaign rally Sept. 15.

A banner behind her reads: Country First.

Fascism is defined in my Merriam Webster’s as a “political philosophy, movement or regime that exalts nation and often race above the individual and that stands for a centralized autocratic government headed by a dictatorial leader, severe economic and social regimentation, and forcible suppression of opposition.”

McCain’s ready to continue the Cheney-Bush philosophy:

Exalt nation, check.

Dictatorial leader (imperial presidency and veepidency), check.

Economic regimentation (tax cuts for the filthy rich, zippo for the rest), check.

Social regimentation (eliminate abortion, birth control, sex ed; insert creationism and prayer in school), check.

Suppress opposition (protesters herded out of sight in St. Paul), check.

Old fascist, female fascist, GOP fascist … who the hell stole MY country?

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Pale Palin

AP photo caption: Republican presidential candidate, Sen. John McCain, R-Ariz., chooses bottles of salsa for himself and his vice presidential running mate, Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin, during a visit to El Pinto restaurant Sunday afternoon in Albuquerque, N.M. Sept. 7, 2008. Palin's husband Todd looks on at right. (AP Photo/Stephan Savoia)

Questions:

Did McRaisin have to explain salsa to the Alaskans? Did they want salmon-flavored?

The campaign shields Shockin' Sarah from real news media ... is it because she will sob like a baby at the tough questions, or because she will tell the truth (as she sees it) and McCain knows her truth will scare the crap out of non-base voters?

The McBush campaigners are gonna pop a hernia while twisting Palin's reality.

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Spying in the swamp water

The TV series "Alias" has a cult-ish following, so I picked up the DVD set, to see what's what.

So far, the spycraft is repetitive and cliched, while the characters and their personal woes are engaging.

Season 3, however, is driving me bats. A U.S. senator — and father of the traitor-mole — is in the CIA office in Los Angeles, and is giving orders.

Does Ted Stevens know that the CIA will take orders from him? Fictionally. Sigh of relief.

"Alias's" credibility is nearly destroyed by this nonsense. CIA is Executive Branch; Senate is Legislative Branch. Legislators don't give orders to the other branches of the federal government. Dick Cheney would rip this fictional Senator a few new orifices.

In a side matter, the two-man writing team that's working on the new "Star Trek" movie wrote a bunch of episodes for "Alias." Alas, their writing, however manhandled by the showrunners, sucks swamp water, just as it did on "Hercules The Legendary Journeys," one of their first gigs.

James T. Kirk's screwed. Again.

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