A “classic school-yard bully” according to this guy from the Pittsbugh Post-Gazette.
Those of us with vivid memories of middle school have seen Gov. Sarah Palin’s type before. She was the girl who was always the first to stand for the Pledge of Allegiance and the last to stop instigating fights in the cafeteria.
She was the girl who always had just enough self-awareness to know when the boys were paying more attention to her than to other girls.
That’s actually better than the total lack of self awareness it takes for a grown man to write a sneering column in which he pretends to know what kind of person someone was when she was in school, while calling her a bully.
He knows deep down that she was a big meanie, and doesn’t hesitate to share with us the horrors she likely inflicted on unwitting classmates:
From an early age, she knew the power of a strategically placed hand on the bicep of some jock. Girls like Sarah Palin knew how to secure a place with the “in crowd.” After all, she was the girl with the iridescent smile who provided the laugh track for the meatheads roaming the halls pulling wedgies on those who would never qualify as “their kind of people.”
Oooooh. You know who he means don’t you? Who wouldn’t qualify as her “kind of people”?
Folks who don’t look like the other presidents on the dollar bill? People who look “different” and have “funny sounding names”?
Like a lot of bullies, Sarah Palin talks tough when she’s surrounded by people of like mind and even less imagination; the more gullible the mob of admirers, the better. That has always been the case with demagogues. Sarah Palin subscribes to the same strain of American anti-intellectualism and fake populism as Huey Long, Spiro Agnew and other media-savvy scoundrels from the last century.
Read: Sarah Palin is stoopid. Obama went to Harvard. Sarah Palin went to some snowbilly college up in Alaska. It’s not bullying to point that out.
Bullying is when you say damaging (but true) things about “the one”.
Let’s play this game with Barack Obama. What kind of guy was he in school?
Could he have been the race obsessed dweeb who lived to be offended? The kind of guy who would, after dragging a couple of white friends to an all black party in which they appeared to have fun, react like a drama queen at an innocuous remark:
In the car on the way home, one of the friends empathizes with Obama, saying: “You know, man, that really taught me something. I mean, I can see how it must be tough for you and Ray sometimes, at school parties … being the only black guys and all.”
And thus Obama felt the cruel lash of racism! He actually writes that his response to his friend’s perfectly lovely remark was: “A part of me wanted to punch him right there.”
Or almost fall over at the thought that his grandmother was harassed by a black pan handler….not because she was harassed, but because the panhandler was black, and that somehow made his grandmother a “racist”
Only after Obama had offered to drive his grandmother to work himself and it was becoming increasingly clear what a selfish lout the grandfather was, did Grandpa produce his trump card. The reason he wouldn’t get his lazy butt dressed and drive Grandma to work was … she was a racist!
As Obama recounts it, on Grandpa’s third try at an excuse, he told Obama: “You know why she’s so scared this time? I’ll tell you why. Before you came in, she told me the fella was black. That’s the real reason she’s bothered. And I just don’t think that’s right.” So I guess I’ll be heading back to the sack now!
But Obama says, “The words were like a fist in my stomach, and I wobbled to regain my composure.”
I’ll take the (pretend) bully over the very real race obsessed drama queen any day of the week.
Oh, and here’s the big bully in action, yesterday:
Hey there Ace of Spades morons. Make yourself at home. Feel free to whack a troll if you spot any.
Other epithets recently thrown at the big bully, Sarah Palin: