I sincerely hope that the truth about this VP nominee comes to light…for the stakes for the nation are far too high.
Choosing the barely vetted Palin certainly speaks to McCain’s “trigger-like” judgment and if these allegations prove to have merit, they speak to Palin’s lack of character and integrity…by coming outta the gates touting that she’s “juggling between the Blackberry and the breast-pump!”
Nothing to do with the kid. Everything to do with the spectacular double-standard. If Chelsea had turned up Pregnant in ‘o6 these fools would have ripped her new ovaries. The kid’s pregnant. Leave her the hell alone.
But man, they are big-time full of shit hypocrites to claim they wouldn’t made some Karl Tove hay out of this.
Democrats haven’t done so, and morons will find them wanting, Repiblucans are creeps when it comes to politics. Democrats have some sort of common decency.
There must be a heaven cause I already did my time in hell. Stand you’re ground. (I think I told you from the first when some asshole was bullying you.) Don’t mean a thing. When the angels sing. Mike Ness ought to meet Raymond Douglas Davies. Ray made a connection with Bill Carter.
Richard Pryor did a really funny bit years ago.His wife had caught him cheating on her, and he told her, “Don’t believe your lyin’ eyes and ears!”
I feel the same way about Palin’s alleged birth to Trig. Four kids, a 44 year old woman who brought them all to term, and even her friends said she didn’t look pregnant, 7 months gone.
She claims to have been ‘in labor’ while she flies to Phoenix, flies back, lays over in Seattle, and then drives from Anchorage to a small medical center over 40 miles away. She gave speeches, walked for hours,and Trig is not even named on the list of baby’s born that day, in the hospital records.
"You are not your bank account. You are not the clothes you wear. You are not the contents of your wallet. You are not your bowel cancer. You are not your grande latte. You are not the car you drive. You are not your fucking khakis… I say, let me never be complete. I say, may I never be content. I say, deliver me from Swedish furniture. I say, deliver me from clever art. I say, deliver me from clear skin and perfect teeth… I say, evolve, and let the chips fall where they may." ~Chuck Palahniuk