Of course we have been in this culture war fourty years or so, but it's just been escalating and escalating until reaching a head this year with this election and finally the Sarah Palin veep pick. But being an optimistic person, I think it's possible that whoever loses the election will be a legislative leader of their party and will reach across the aisle to accomplish certain necessary reforms. If you're wondering, yes, I have recently been prescribed with klonopin (for which I would like to hereby proffer a neologistic street name: Clown Penis.)
The first piece(s) of interest I will bring to your attention: Christopher Hitchens and Camille Paglia have both come out with articles defending that mother of the knocked-up Juno knock-off from the Juneau area, that beautiful Yeti, that sizzling book-burning librarian, that second-ever veep candidate with female genitalia that we know off, Governor Sarah Barracuda.
I think that Hitchens and Paglia both have one side of a broken-heart friendship necklace pendant: each are superiorly cool, smart, pithy writers willing to contentedly condescend to write for upper-middle brow online journals and both are absolutely bat-shit crazy wrong about most things. Praise God they have never had the opportunity or inclination to procreate with one another. Or maybe they did make the sex in some book-strewn London flat in 1977, just without offspring. Is that thought/image grossly hot or just plain gross? The world may never know...
"Don't patronize Sarah Palin." (Hitchens, Slate)
"Fresh blood for the vampire." (Paglia, Salon)
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