You may have heard about the rants on Salon by the women suffering from PDS – Palin Derangement Syndrome. I’m no Dr. Drew, but I think I know why these women begin to lose their minds at the mere mention of a certain governor from Alaska. I believe it's because they simultaneously hate her and want to be her.
The dichotomy fries their brains and they begin foaming at the mouth and losing control of their bowels.
But how could they want to be her? It's another Sarah they've aspired to be -- Sarah Jessica Parker, or more accurately the character she played on Sex and the City, Carrie Bradshaw. They wanted the tortuous shoes, the glamorous career, and the unattainable Mr. Big. They wanted to smoke, drink, and flop into bed whenever and with whomever they pleased. Feeling lonely? Hop in a cab and hit the clubs. Broken heart? Move on to the next warm body. Pregnant? Terminate.
But they know that shacking up in their tiny, soulless apartments, working to exhaustion for the vacuous lifestyle, apparently having no family support system, and stumbling from one loveless relationship to the next has left them as empty shells.
What they really wanted was to have one great love -- to skip all the heartbreak, marry their high school sweetheart, and live happily ever after. To spend a lifetime together with a man's man, a guy who could simultaneously jump a dead battery, change a diaper and make you weak in the knees.
They wanted a big house in the wide open spaces where your parents and sisters are your best friends, live right up the road, and are ready at a moment's notice to sit down to a big meal, watch your kids, or give you a shoulder to cry on.
They may have been able to skip the pre-dawn hunting expeditions, but they all wanted to win a pageant and wear a crown. Even a little one.
But most of all they wanted the children they left in their wake. At the end of the day, all the Manolo Blahniks lined up in the closet can't compare to all the little pairs of rain boots lined up in the mudroom.
Sarah Palin has had all that. She didn't make all the sacrifices that they did. She didn't have to compromise herself, convincing herself that it was what needed to be done to get ahead. And she still got where she is today.
And it's making them crazy.
So what does all of this "fairy tale" lifestyle have to do with how well Sarah Palin could run the country? Let's face it no one wants to be Sarah Palin, except for maybe you. I can only imagine how sad your life is considering you are longing for a married man (ie Mr. Sarah Palin). Again we see how the Republicans are out of touch with modern day America and how YOU are out of touch with modern day women. Many women have the lives that you speak of so sarcastically - many women are like Carrie Bradshaw wearing tortuous shoes and raising the bar in glamorous careers- but still go home to loving husbands, a great community and a place where 'sister' and 'friend' are synonymous. How could you or the gun-toting, elk hunting Sarah Palin know anything about these women and what they want and need when you both are not only out of touch with them, but also yourselves?
Your blog reads more like it was written by Jennifer Jason Leigh's character in Single White Female rather than an intelligent, strong woman with something that matters to say. I don't want to be Sarah Palin nor do I want to be Michelle Obama. I want to be the American that lives under a leader that I can not only trust but relate to. I want to live in an America that I can believe in - one that is for the people. Not one single sentence that you have strung together matters when it comes to who can run this country. And people hate Sarah Palin not because of what they DO see in her but rather what they don't see in her...an experienced leader who could turn the turmoil and failure of our country around. No, a former beauty queen with a handsome husband does not a vice president make. And it doesn't even make a governor from what I hear.
As a modern day American woman, I haven't even the slightest desire to "win a pageant and wear a crown. Even a little one." If that's what I wanted I could go to Claire's and get one and wear it...because it means nothing. My life is more than that and I'm looking for a candidate who understands that. Yes, our leaders should be wiser than us, even greater than us...but not just prettier than us (or you at least) or have sexier husbands than us. If that's what matters to you then I have a therapist I could recommend. And next year -should the two pigs in lipstick win the election - when you're walking around your house in your mumu not only bitter about your marriage and sad life, but also the continued decline of our nation. You can turn on the tv and say "At least Sarah has a wonderful life." And hopefully that will be enough for you to get by.
I'm so annoyed that I stumbled upon this trash blog and wish I could get those few moments of my life back that I spent reading it.
Best of luck you!
Posted by: Annoyed | September 30, 2008 at 01:33 PM