Palin Cigar Shop Bifurcation
When watching said games this afternoon at the cigar shop while multi-tasking talk of politics and other items, the discussion grew quite heated over McCain's selection of Twiddledwat as his running mate and what this foretells for the nation. As noted, Sarah Palin is possibly showing signs of a mental event of an undistinguished nature. One smoker at the shop today voiced the conclusion that under no circumstances can the McCain campaign allow Palin to participate in the debate scheduled to occur this coming Thursday.
According to this intelligent and well informed cigar aficionado, having the Palinesque gibberish proceed in front of a large audience and countless cameras for an extended period would invoke outrage, disgust, and terror that would obliterate the McCain campaign. Accordingly, as soon as Sunday and certainly prior to the debate, the twiddle will issue a statement noting the needs of her family and in particular her special needs child, whose situation has recently taken an unforeseen turn for the worse, requiring her immediate attention. He assured everyone in the room that within the next few days, exit dwat. I would describe his position as adamant and inflexible.
The assertion provoked an equally forceful and adamant response, one firmly rooted in the view that hell would freeze over and Eggplant himself would grow a brain before said VP nominee would withdraw from the election. No way, no how, no withdrawal, and no "will she or won't she?" hanky panky regarding participation on Thursday. Summarizing, several in the room (including two gentlemen well past halfway into a bottle of 18-year Talisker) told our smoking friend that he was out of his mind.
A mixture of fine tobacco, excellent scotch, and political bravado combined to form quite the debate concerning the debate, McCain, and the dwat. The anti-Eggplant regime so aligned on W inanity and the so yesterday mind set of a should be retired candidate, and so aligned on the frightening and embarrassing nature of the (courtesy of Katie) posted footage of a mind on a drug concocted in a Rovian laboratory, had a spicy split on the VP debate. The rapidly escalating temperature sanitized the shop of Republican sentiments, the right wingers fleeing as shouts ensued regarding which of two outcomes would occur:
1. The campaign will let her debate and sustain the humiliation and other consequences of what might become a freak show.
2. The campaign will not let her debate, crafting the best possible spin for her exit.
No physical blows ensued, but we got as serious as it gets aside from the screaming, and the talk turned to the real thing as wagers burst into the space, "I'll put a VSG against your Padron 26 that she not only shows, but manages to put nouns and verbs together well enough for Rush and O'Reilly to spin for the morons."
"Make it a Spellbound! She has shown she cannot combine nouns and verbs into an actual sentence."
Well, your humble blogger got into the fray. I took the bet. I say Palin shows and participates. If so, I get a cigar. If not, I'm buying one for the smoker certain that as great as the debacle involved with her withdrawal, the debacle of her appearance Thursday is worse. If for ANY reason and ANY explanation she bolts or delays, I owe him a smoke.
Care to talk serious money? Imagine the odds and the fortune to be made if one had known McCain's VP choice two weeks in advance. Take yourself back to early August and bet on Sarah Palin as his choice. Those eager to take your folly for all it is worth would be lining up and willing to give odds. You would have raked it in. MILLIONS. Then you could have taken those millions and invested them in our solid financial institutions.