It had to set the tone for the rest of the week as those wacky elephant men get together for an old fashioned John McCain clusterf**k.
The weekend started off bizarrely enough with McCain’s proclamation of Sarah Palin (who dat) as his choice for Vice President. This left many, including many party higher-ups wondering if the old man was off his meds.
Already political pundits have compared her to Spiro Agnew or Dan Quayle, both political lightweights who were one heartbeep away from the Oval Office.
And then, as Lewis Black is fond of saying, things took a turn. It seems that Sarah has the entire cast of The Nightmare Before Christmas in her closet. Hubby has a DUI, she’s under investigation for using her political office for a personal vendetta, she originally loved the ‘bridge to nowhere’ and finally her 17 year old daughter is havin’ a baby.
I don’t know about you, but doesn’t this feel uncomfortably like an episode of the Beverly Hillbillies.
With all of this swirling around them, plus a Gustav abbreviated convention, the G.O.P. must be feeling like someone up there doesn’t like them.
The only thing that could make the RNC any more bizarre is if McCain bends over on Thursday night and monkeys fly out of his butt.