Librarian Porn, Is There Nothing You Can't Do?

The point is, she doesn’t know shit about shit. She has opinions — uninformed ones — and she’s sticking to them come hell or high water. I pity the poor bastards that had to prep her for tonight’s debate with Joe Biden. And while I wasn’t taken with her performance, I will give them credit. They made an organized mess out of a disorganized disaster. So there’s that.

The truth is that Palin didn’t answer any questions she didn’t want to tonight, and she said she’d do exactly that at the start of the debate. She had a hand full of index cards and a brain full of buzz words, and it was her job to say them all in front of the camera. Actually, it was her job to say them while looking at Joe Biden for five seconds, then looking at the camera for five seconds, and then looking back at Biden to start over again. It was like she was on a timer. One of the many things she’d probably been coached on after the whole flap about McCain not looking Obama in the eyes.

I choose to leave you (at 4:30 in the morning) with the following flow chart. Doubtless, it will grow prettier and more robust over time.


I was in the minority after the McCain-Obama debate. I deemed it a draw, not because McCain was impressive and Obama wasn't, but because I thought Obama would crush McCain and he didn't. I was crestfallen—until I saw the polls. The viewing public and I were using different standards, it seems. In snap polls conducted after the debate, the viewing public deemed Obama the clear victor.

This time, I thought Biden defeated Palin—indubitably—and this time, I'm in the majority. The viewing public deemed Biden the winner.

You'd think that would make me happy, and that Biden defeated Palin does do that. It's the being the majority that has me saddened. I don't know what to do when everyone agrees with me—except what I usually do to feel alienated and special.