Wasilla, Alaska: Palin’s Showcase

She wants to go to Washington.  You know what DC looks like. Big white house, all that stuff.  Now, take a look at the town where Sarah Palin first sat on a political throne.

Downtown Wasilla

Downtown Wasilla

There’s nothing wrong with Wasilla, but there’s something wrong with Palin. And McCain for choosing her.  If she was male, I’d call her a stunt cock.

Kilt Her a Bear when She was Only Three

Here’s Sarah in her living room, sitting on a bear her daddy killed.  Ah, all my father gave me was a puppy, and I wasn’t even allowed to sit on him. Nooo, I had to feed him and play with him. It was hell.

Palin loves her teddy.

Palin loves her teddy.

Killing Wolves

Sarah Palin paid a bounty for each left leg of a wolf turned in.  The video explains. If you’re sensitive, just listen to it.

I’m Voting Republican

Reasons to vote Republican!  It’s a brilliant video.

Let’s Support Planned Parenthood – in Sarah Palin’s name!

Want to do some real good and, simultaneously, get a little sweet satisfaction at Sarah Palin’s expense?  Someone who shall remain nameless thought of this.  It’s viral marketing at its best.

Instead of us all sending around emails about how horrible she is, let’s all make a donation to Planned Parenthood.

In Sarah Palin’s name.

And here’s the good part: when you make a donation to PP in her name, they’ll send her a card telling her that the donation has been made in her honor. Here’s the link to the Planned Parenthood website:


You’ll need to fill in the address to let PP know where to send the ‘in Sarah Palin’s honor’ card. I suggest you use the address for the McCain campaign headquarters, which is:

McCain for President
1235 S. Clark Street
1st Floor
Arlington , VA 22202

PS make sure you use that link above or choose the pulldown of Donate–Honorary or Memorial Donations, not the regular ‘Donate Online’


I was in my office today, quietly catching up on business when I heard and felt that unmistakable throb of stereos gone wild.  Then I heard honking and yelling somewhere out on the main street.  Happy for a distraction, I walked out of my business, locked up, saw what was going on across the way and realized the McCain campaign office was tucked into the little mall behind the street zombies.  They were rallying at the traffic, bobbing signs that said “McCain – Palin!” and playing tinny (except for the base thrum) country and pop music loud enough to wake the dead. (Which is probably necessary for McCain’s sake.)

I muttered something like, “And you call yourselves Californians” but with a lot more swearing, then hied my ass back into the biz, printed out a sign, attached it to a long-handled dust bin, and grabbed my camera. Finally, I returned to the scene of the slime, set up my sign, and started shooting.

The zombies grinned and waved because they couldn’t see my sign.

Signs of Palinfestation

Signs of Palinfestation

The Real McCain

Greenberg gives us another view of McCain

Photographer Jill Greenberg gives us another view of McCain

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