Posted by: sharmajee on: November 2, 2010
There is this elegant graphic of a cluster of stars on the letter head that’s been going around for a while now. It sits right above the name Sarah Palin. At a certain angle the cluster looks like an arrow-head pointing right at the word Palin, in an other you see it for what it is. A cosmic symbol. Call it a portent.
The graphic, of course, is of Ursa Major or Big Dipper. The seven stars that make the celestial constant, pointing permanently and eternally to the Polar Star.
That icon of a big bear is what’s on the fundraising letters sent out by Sarah’s PAC. It nicely complements the idea of Mama Grizzlies enunciated by the Governor. It also has echoes of the notion of the standing grizzly as a noble creature as spoken of by Teddy Roosevelt. All those images come together in Sarah Palin, that embodiment of Alaska, America, womanhood, motherhood and, above all, leadership. No wonder the listless, rudderless Left of this country comes unhinged at the prospect of Sarah Palin presidency.
All of that is why, among other things, we have this today:
A tale of odd fear:
Readers of a certain generation and memory can probably better enjoy the humor in all this. It would help to have lived in the bad old Old-Media world.
Who amongst us ever forgot the guilty pleasures of the shock and schlock of really bad movies, and their equally bad reviews? Who, of a certain age did not ever marvel at the odd beauty of not just trailers and poster, but also the headlines. Especially Variety. Oh, yes, fun and giggles could be found in the brevity, and and nuttiness of the legendary Weekly Variety magazine’s headlines?
One recent event made us come up with our own version of a headline worthy of the ole Variety.
Griz Mom Wits Boo Lib Tard Twits.
[In regular English:
Mama Grizzly’s Face-book Postings Frighten Leftist, Retarded, Nitwits.]
The inspiration came from the latest antics of the Left in the form of a cover page illustration for the used-to-be-illustrious Mother Jones. In an agonizing blend of tease and scare, of talent and torpor, the cover image at once glorifies and demonizes Governor Sarah Palin. It’s powered by all the base emotions you can think of – lust laced with fear from strong men, and jealousy laden contempt from weak women stretching all the way to the infantile cravings of week men and bitchy sneer of hot tempered women. Quite a fiesta of archetypes in that graphic. Hence, we chose to have our own little headline fun at it. For the dopiest of the strung out Left, there is even an animated version (sorry, no link!).
There is some silly discussion about it at Fishbowl,
Intelligent voices however went straight to the heart of the matter.
Shame on the allegedly progressive magazine Mother Jones – Tennessee Guerilla Women
What’s hilarious (to me, at least) is that I’m absolutely positive that the feminists over at Mother Jones who dreamed this up are furious about Sarah Palin daring to call herself a feminist. Because she isn’t doing feminism correctly, like they are. Violet Socks, Reclusive Leftist.
An excellent article by the bright and luminous myiqx2u at The Confluence brought home the point. Including this pointed quote:
… the three articles connected to the lurid cover are all about the Democratic failure, especially Obama’s failure, Anglachel
Allrightee then. That just makes it ok to caricature the most popular woman in a generation who has captivated the nation and society at large (Hillary having already re-joined the establishment after one shining moment). But pray tell, why not use a cartoon of Mr. Failure himself to illustrate the great article. If the point of the article is failure of the presidency, why not then caricature him? Why drag an upright lady and leading voice of patriotism through the muck of slime? Does the left no any other way of expression? Alas, apparently, not!
So, what’s a true Palinista to do in the face of such tabloid markup?
Just do what a visiting outfielder is admonished to do when repeatedly booed by the obnoxious bleacher fans on home turf – accept it as grudging admiration. It’s just a form of respect Jim, said the color commentator.
So, Sarah, look at this cover photo as a Left-Handed-To-You Compliment!
On the occasion of a fun holiday, the power of our Hallowed Lady has gone straight to the depths of their terrified soul. And, it’s just 2010.
Can’t wait for 2012 to come around.
Select posts of related interest:
I Love that Whore, Ms. Whitman!
Mattie Fein and the Most Brilliant Campaign Video Evah!