I created this blog a few months ago. It was intended as a place for me to share the occasional insight. Things I’d figured out on any given day. Some simple. Some complex. All of them deriving from a lucky life that provides a lot of diverse experiences, which often trigger A-Ha Moments.
But then I got busy. Who really has time to blog, you know? Who even likes the word “blog”? So The Little Blog That Could didn’t. Until now, I suppose.
One thing about me: I don’t sleep very well. I guess that means I actually do have time to blog. But instead I read. A lot. This is funny, because I don’t believe anything I read these days. Everyone has an agenda. Telling the Truth is on the agenda of very few people — especially not the corporate-owned media.
Corporations not only own the media, they own the politicians. (Ever heard of lobbying? Ever heard of quid pro quo? I rest my case.) When someone on TV or in a magazine tells you something about a politician, it’s rarely the Truth. It’s simply what they want you to believe. After all, if you believe it, that makes it the truth. But if you want the Truth, you have to search for it. That’s what I do when I can’t sleep.
One other thing you should know: I hate everyone equally. I have no partisan agenda. Barack Obama is no sooner going to change anything than his Republican counterpart. Know how I know? Because he’s had the chance for years, and he hasn’t done a thing. If he truly wanted change, he would have walked into office in January 2005 and begun pushing for prosecution (not just impeachment) of those who have eviscerated the Constitution. And he would’ve tried to cut off funding for the occupation of Iraq and Afghanistan. But he didn’t.
Barack Obama doesn’t want change. Barack Obama wants elected. So fuck him along with the rest of them.
But this post isn’t about Barack. It’s about our newest candidate for Vice President of the United States of America. VPOTUS. Or VPILF, if you prefer. (I don’t.)
A lot trickled into the media about Mrs. Palin when she was nominated last Thursday. Hockey mom. Moose shooter. Petty person in a position of authority. Liar.
But they all lie. I expect her to crow about selling her plane on Ebay for profit, when the state actually lost several hundred thousand dollars. I expect her to say she was against Senator Ted Stevens’ Bridge to Nowhere, when she actually took the money, kept it and never built the bridge. I expect her to call herself a “reformer,” when she’s actually the Queen of Earmarks.
Little Trig, though? I never saw that coming.
Some background for those of you who can actually sleep. Within a day or two of her announcement as nominee, one of the DailyKos bloggers (there’s that stupid word again) posted an article that accused Governor Palin of being Trig’s grandmother, not his mother. That’s right, long (in terms of this campaign) before it was announced that Bristol Palin was pregnant, a lot of people were speculating that she’d already been pregnant and her mom had stepped in to carry the weight (so to speak).
There was a lot of chatter around the interwebs about the article. There was also a lot of discussion as to whether Democrats should even try to use this speculation against the new nominee. Apparently, DailyKos didn’t think it should, so they took the post down and banned the writer from posting anything else on the website again.
Thank god for Google cache, right? I mean, it lets you view any webpage that no longer exists. It’s Mr. Peabody’s Interwebs Wayback Machine. Except…Google scrubbed the article, too.
Lucky for all of you Governor Grandma newbies, though, there was a blogger (blech) out there who was prescient enough to capture the original in case it was disappeared. Thanks to her, it’s still available here.
All right. The DailyKos article comes out. There’s a lot of discussion board back-and-forth. There are a lot of other articles. (A whole lot.) I follow them. A few days later, I run across an article from Open Salon that sums up the situation better than anything else I read and also provides a good foundation of what the various possibilities “mean.” Either way, it’s not really favorable.
Republicans have a problem if anyone starts asking questions. Sarah Palin either looks like a terrible mother. Or she looks like…a terrible mother. So how do you make her look like Governor Supermom? Announce that Bristol is currently five months pregnant, which makes it basically impossible for her to be Trig’s mother. Then tell the media the whole topic is off limits. (After all, when the GOP isn’t parading Bristol around at their convention as an Ode to Unwed Teenage Mothers, we need to respect the family’s privacy during their very tough ordeal.)
So that’s where we currently stand in terms of the story:
1) Bristol couldn’t have been pregnant, because…
2) Bristol is pregnant.
3) No further questions.
Phew. I’m glad we solved that, and we can all move on.
As I’ve said, I don’t believe anything I read. And I sure as fuck don’t believe anything a politician tells me. So what do I believe? My own two eyes and common sense.
Of course, if I’m going to use my eyes, I need reference. And since I don’t have any Palins lying around my house (that I know of, although they seem to be multiplying rather quickly these days), I’m going to need some photos. But before delving into photos, let me tell you one more thing that I don’t trust: photos.
Like this one:
Pretty damn funny. If only it were true. Which it’s not. And that’s why I don’t trust photos. Unless I can verify the source.
[As a side note to all you Schlitz-swilling, Pall Mall-puffing partisans out there: Why is it the end of the world if an American flag touches the ground, but it’s perfectly acceptable to wrap your wife’s hoo-ha in the Stars and Stripes before boarding the party barge down at the lake?]
Okay, so no photos unless there’s a more-than-decent chance that they haven’t seen the insides of Photoshop. Like this one:
This shot is straight from the Governor’s own state website. Here’s the original link. When I found this pic, it was listed as taken at a holiday event in 2007. We can’t really tell for sure anymore, because it only resides in a photo folder on the back end of the Alaska website now. The event itself is no longer shown in the Gov’s photo gallery on the site, and I doubt anyone in the office will field any questions about it. So we can’t vet it completely.
But we can with this one.
It’s dated March 9, 2008 and is straight from the Anchorage Daily News site.
Much has already been made in the DailyKos piece about this photo. But I’m not showing it as evidence of some kind of “baby bump” (a term that makes me taste even more puke in my mouth than “blog”). Supposedly, she was laid up with mono at this time. So it’s just as possible that she gained a few pounds in her belly from skarfing down Dorito’s while laying on a couch watching Oprah for six months.
No. The reason I’m offering up these two photos is for you to absorb Bristol Palin in late 2007 and early 2008. Take a good look. She has the body of a teenager. Her metabolism is at its prime. She’s like every annoying, gum-smacking, I-could-give-a-shit-about-you-because-I-get-off-work-in-two-hours-and-my-boyfriend’s-picking-me-up-in-his-Trans-Am-and-we’re-going-to-grab-a-bite-at-Applebee’s checkout girl at Claire’s in your local mall.
Cut to the next available and verifiable pictures of her. They just happen to be from the day of her mother’s announcement as the nominee. Dateline Dayton, Ohio. Friday, August 29. I grabbed them from a Yahoo! photo slideshow (link no longer available, although a duplicate of the shot can be found here).
But…before we take a look at the Palins, let’s just review. In the rest of the pictures shown here, the official story is that:
1) Governor Palin delivered a child on April 18, 2008 just 4 months and 11 days before these pictures were taken.
2) Bristol Palin is “about” five months pregnant (although no one knows this at the time, because that news isn’t made public until Monday, September 1, 2008).
Biologically speaking, that means that Governor Palin should be trying to shed weight from only having a child several short months ago. And Bristol Palin should be beginning to move from her non-pregnant teenage body (again, see those photos above) into the body of a woman whose child at 20 weeks weighs about nine ounces. According to WomensHealthcareTopics.com, that means that “onlookers are definitely starting to notice your bump!” (Next person to say “bump” takes a pie plate of custard to the face and a swift kick of foot to the ass.)
So let’s take a look at the Palin ladies on that fateful Dayton day as they prep backstage for the grand entrance with John and Cindy in the background.
Holy shit. Wait a minute. Who’s supposed to be shedding pounds from her recent pregnancy? Which one is supposed to only be starting to show…oh, all right…a bump? The one on the left or the one on the right? Does the Governor do all of her governing perched atop a Pilates machine? Has she eaten anything since giving birth? Has Bristol not stopped eating since her child’s conception? Is she trying to get her pregnancy sponsored by Ben & Jerry’s?
Seriously. Look at Sarah Palin. Look at Bristol Palin. Who had a child four-and-a-half months ago? Does anyone really want to argue for the “official story”? If so, look again.
And as long as we’re asking questions, let me ask one more. But first, another photo. This one was taken the day that Bristol’s self-described “fuckin’ redneck” boyfriend arrived on the tarmac in Minneapolis to meet the McCains and have his 15 minutes of infamy at the RNC. This is Bristol descending the steps of an RNC bus before heading backstage for her mother’s speech on Wednesday. Have a look. It’s from another Yahoo! photo slideshow.
Scroll back up and take a look at Bristol in the first couple of pics. Now the question: Are those the breasts of a woman who’s five months pregnant? Or are those the breasts of a breastfeeding mother?
See what you want to see. Believe what you want to believe. And do your own research. There are only two million photos from the past couple of weeks that I didn’t post here.
And I don’t purport that this “proves” anything. You know what would prove something? Medical records. With names of physicians, nurses, anesthesiologists. With Trig’s info. With Trig’s birth certificate.
Until then, someone should start asking questions fairly soon. (The rest of us should wait for the announcement of a miscarriage or adoption after the election regardless of the outcome.)
And I can’t believe I have to say this, but I’ve seen the wrath of the People Who Are Unable to Think for Themselves over the last couple of weeks. So I’ll go ahead and say it: I’m not picking on Bristol Palin. I wish her – and Trig – nothing but luck. She’s obviously not had much lately. She’s due. Okay, poor choice of words. But she’s a 17-year-old kid. Why would I have it out for a 17-year-old? No. I want her mom to burn, politically speaking. This whole thing is about the Governor, not her children or grandchildren.
While I hate all politicians, I’m certainly not saying they’re equally evil. McCain is batshit crazy. And his finger is only a few electoral votes away from ICBMs. Sarah Palin’s fingers are just a bad heartbeat away, too. If she’ll throw her own daughter under the bus, she won’t think twice about throwing you and your kids under it, too.
Don’t dismiss it. And don’t say that the topic should be cast aside to concentrate on the “real” issues. This is an election. And like all elections from High School Homecoming Queen to President of the United States, real issues don’t matter to anyone involved.