The anorexic Barack Obama, aging Joe Biden and permanently disabled John McCain have presented a depressing spectacle this campaign season.
I hadn’t realized this until seeing Governor Sarah Palin yesterday.
This healthy, fit, outdoors-loving, apple-cheeked woman looks to be the only person in the race who has the physical good health and emotional stability to actually serve as Commander In Chief.
The Democratic boys have built their campaign around victimization and “It isn’t faaiirrr” complaints, whether it’s being called the “N” word or losing your job to overseas.
Palin by contrast has a competitive athlete’s view, that when you’re in a race, you expect your opponent to want to win as much as you do, and sometimes that means you have to pick yourself up after getting hurt.
What a refreshing change.
I’m unsettled by Obama’s failure to nominate a woman as running mate because I can’t help but think it’s evidence of some unresolved issues around being abandoned by his mother.
I submit that no one just walks away from that kind of trauma.
This came into focus for me when I heard Michelle Obama talk about their first date. Rather than dinner and a movie, Barack brought her to a community meeting of some sort so that she could watch him strut his stuff. She said she fell in love with him then and there.
Rather than trying to impress his future wife with thoughtfulness and generosity to her, it sounds like Barack put her through a litmus test to see if she could give him the adoration and hero-worship he evidently needs, as much as water and oxygen.
I don’t want that in a President, and the contrast to the patriotism and self-discipline of a John McCain and the selflessness of a Sarah Palin, who not only took on the Republican establishment in her state but elected to raise a disabled child, is stark, indeed.