You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me

Another Sarah Palin book.

Yes, former sportscaster, mayor of Wackyland, half-term governor of a giant hunk of ice, vice presidential selection of Ted Williams’ cryogenically frozen head, the Disasta from Alaska herself, apparently didn’t get it all out the first go around.

And the best part? It’s not the very idea of this functionally illiterate fool “writing” a book to begin with – that was the joke for the first one. No, the joke this time around is that not only is she not the one actually, you know, writing her book – her fucking ghostwriter isn’t even really writing her book!

As with “Going Rogue,” Palin will have a collaborator, but there are “no specifics to announce yet,” Andreadis said… It will include “selections from classic and contemporary readings that have moved her,” according to HarperCollins, along with “the nation’s founding documents to great speeches, sermons, letters, literature and poetry, biography, and even some of her favorite songs and movies.”

Honestly, this just about floored me, and this is Sarah friggin’ Palin we’re talking about. Just when you think she can’t possibly lower the bar any further, BAM, there it is – her “book” is a collection of other people’s writing (which she needs a ghostwriter for!) plus… a list of her favorite movies.

Un. Fucking. Real. You cannot, you cannot, you cannot make this shit up.

You know, it’s cool and all that Obama nominated Jon Lovitz to the Supreme Court, but I gotta throw my hat in the ring on this one. Barry, please put me on the Court so I can use my powers of judicial activism to actively facefuck the shit out of this indecently incurious, inarguably inane, innately inept and, if you’ll allow me to ditch the alliteration, just plain wholly farcical dumbfuck yokel cuntrag every time she opens that black hole of suck in her face.

Trust me, we’d all be better off.

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