The Dread

The more I think about her, the more Sarah Palin fills me with the worst feeling of dread. McCain on his own I could handle as President. I'd be crushed, especially after this campaign when I lost whatever real respect I used to have for him, but y'know I'd be able to handle it ultimately. Sarah Palin erases that comfort level completely. Forget the fact that she really has no idea about governance on a national scale, she scares me on a biblical level. She is my worst nightmare of a conservative, self-righteous, self-confident, deeply spiteful but with a perfect smile, absolutely convinced about her personal correctness while blissfully capable of floating over personal cotradiction, and completely willing to spout whatever lie flashes by her eyes on the teleprompter without compunction - because it's falsehood for a higher cause. It's Christianity on steroids and acid, and it freaks the hell out of me.

I never bought that Bush was actually Christian, it always felt like positioning, same as with McCain - I could be wrong admittedly - and Obama is the kind of Christian-of-doubt that I can fully sympathize with. But Sarah Palin feels like the real (scary) deal, and if it's true that she's an adherent to end times theology, I have to admit, the idea that she might end up in the White House stirs up all my freaky childhood beliefs about the apocalypse a bit as well.

I wish I were kidding. When does the Mayan calendar end? Thank you Google: December 2012 (same end date as X-Files, I think).

So please, let's not let it happen.