Nick Coleman is dazed and confused (I purchased that sentence from the Department of Redundancy Department).
Nick thinks Sarah Palin winked at him, and his “male” readers. It’s either an attempt at humor (stick to being a broken bat Nick, humor is above your pay grade) or a view into Nick’s psyche; certainly not Sarah Palin’s.
Sarah Palin winked at me during her debate with Joe Biden. She winked at the camera, and I think it was meant for me. There is a connection between us that goes back to that tear-gassy September night in St. Paul, when she gave her acceptance speech and I was up in the balcony, taking notes.
Sarah Palin’s wink was not a come-on, and most certainly not directed to Nick Coleman.
As if.
Now Nick, if you see Sarah lift her middle finger…
Sarah Palin’s was a wink of encouragement to all working Americans. It was a wink to the Democrats “We’ve got your number; you don’t have the answers.” It was a wink of confidence…and it was a wink to her father sitting in the audience during the debate.
I would make a good First Dude.
Silly Nick. A pandering liberal soon-to-be-unemployed columnist for a failing paper vs. a real man in The Deadliest Catch business, who races snow machines and lives off the land in the Alaskan frontier?
Nick, you couldn’t iron her shirt.
…and for your enjoyment, I give you Mariah Carey.
Oh, when you walk by every night
Talking sweet and looking fine
I get kinda hectic inside
Mmm, baby I’m so into you
Darling, if you only knew
All the things that flow through my mind(But it’s just a) sweet, sweet fantasy, baby
When I close my eyes
You come and you take me
(On and on and on)
So deep in my daydreams
But it’s just a sweet, sweet fantasy, baby
Nick goes on in his column (blah blah blah) and I think he actually says some nice things about Sarah Palin and acknowledges the political clout of soccer moms (blah blah blah) but I lost interest.
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