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of Sarah Palin, Ethelred the Unready & smelly trousers

To date your humble correspondent has steered clear of the forthcoming American presidential elections mainly because I am completely bored to death of the whole topic already - the process seems to have taken longer than the decline & ultimate fall of the Assyrian Empire, & yet the voting doesn’t even start until November.

Needless to say, the BBC (aka the Democratic Broadcasting Corporation) has already devoted huge amounts of time & the British taxpayers’ money to the handbagging that went on between Metrosexual Man & that Hatchet Faced Harridan because it was a win –win situation: ethnic minority or a woman. Two of their favourite causes. & when Mr Metrosexual didn’t put she who’s name shall not be mentioned on the ‘ticket’, there was a palpable gnashing of teeth from Broadcasting House & the bistros of Notting Hill.

Then there is the other party, the one that all good Euro-trash loathes. The party that nominated an OAP that it didn’t really like. Just how clever was that then? In fact when it comes to McCain, I am afraid that I just don’t buy it. He was a POW. Whilst I understand that the room service in the Hanoi Hilton leaves something to be desired, but he was a pilot right? Why wasn’t he building a secret glider in the attic or fashioning an enemy officer’s uniform out of discarded chopsticks & rice paper? Clearly McCain is no Pat Reid.

Anyway moving quickly on while ducking, McCain has put Palin on the ticket & the collective wailing has already started in White City. Funny how Metrosexual Man’s lack of Washington experience wasn’t perceived as a weakness in the op-ed columns of The Guardian but it’s a BIG issue when it comes to Mrs Palin. Staying on the subject Guardianistas, better still, it appears that Mrs P knows her way around a firearm & boy do they hate that.

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Pictures like the above are a cue for PSH in the whinebars of Hoxton & other such parts of London that frequented by vermin journalists & the liberal left.

Indeed there does seem to be a lot to like about Mrs P. As we have already touched upon, she knows her way around a firearm. Tick. Secondly, when appointed governor she started selling off unnecessary government assets - & not through some over priced broker but on eBay. Another tick. Judging from my inbox over the last few days which is now bulging with emails of Mrs P, suitably attired i.e. armed, the dismay at her nomination in 'progressive' circles is far outweighed by the enthusiasm that many of my dear readers already have for her. In fact a trawl around various right thinking web sites seems to reveal that if the Republican Party were to do the smart thing (& political parties never ever do the smart thing, even conservative ones) one of McCain’s old war wounds should ‘flare up’, he could step aside. Palin would then romp home in November on the united conservative & womens vote, combined with the gun lobby.

The one thing that I haven’t yet got my addled mind around yet is the whole Hockey Mom thing. Being a Limey I am not sure that I fully understand the difference between a Hockey Mom & Soccer Mom save for the fact that hockey is a reasonably violent game (certainly it is the way that my sister The Surf Bum, used to play it) whereas the dreaded round ball game is a pastime reserved for inarticulate yobbos & preening poftahs.

However setting that little confusion to one side until I get a few come back bracers on board this evening, I am not sure that Palin is quite ready to assume the mantle of an American Mrs T – to date I haven’t seen knocking seven bells out of some Froggie politician with an oversized handbag but given time, no doubt she will learn that even to this day the very sight of such a ladies accoutrement induces post traumatic stress disorder & rapidly dilating sphincters right the way along the Champs-Élysées.

But staying with the Mrs T theme for a little, I have just scribbled down I list of what I consider to be once Great Britains great leaders. Half are men, half are women.

First in the XY corner we have Winston Churchill for obvious reasons. Then Alfred the Great because he was great & then one of the stoutest bulldogs of all time, Richard Lionheart. Next King Cnut for having such a fantastic name & incidentally Cnut is the correct form - Canute was a later misspelling by revisionist historians to make him sound more English. Now on the topic of names, this list would not be complete without Eric Bloodaxe. His name isn’t just ‘cool’, but in the big scheme of things is as close to absolute zero as it is possible for mortal man to get.

In the XX camp we have Boudicca for opposing European intergration. Next up, Elizabeth I for sucessfully opposing European intergration. Then Victoria I for overseeing the subjugation of a large part of the global & Mrs T for not just opposing European intergration but for ingendering such fear & loathing amoung the Euro-trash that it persists to this day. To finish this list & no list would be complete without her, our current Regent.

So my list is evenly split which is interesting given all that glass ceiling nonsense but as I have long maintained, once Great Britain has been better served by its few women rulers than by say the likes of Ethelred the Unready.

Now it we hop back over to the other side of the pond, Mrs P is certainly not yet in the same class a Mrs T, but give her time, because she is showing a lot of potential. & I do mean a lot.
All she needs to do now is aquire a sensible hangbag, learn to say “non” & from Berkeley to Bayern Munich we might be greeted to the joyous sound of liberals & Euro-federalists filling their fairtrade sweat pants & lederhosen with poo. How much fun would that be?

This might all just have started to get very very interesting!

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Comments

The picture above has already been proven to be a photoshop job with her head attached to someone else's body.

Who cares? Its the fact that it might be real that counts for me!

Me too!

Why the Queen? Despite her perseverance and personal integrity, what if anything has she done to preserve of what was good about our country including our freedom and sovereignty?

Right...I'm going to print out that picture, and then lock myself in the bathroom for half an hour!

I was going to place a bet on the Republicans winning anyway, but to me, it's now a dead cert.

I'll ask my fiance about the Hockey Mom thing. She's female, American and Republican, so she's bound to know.

Hockey vs. Soccer Mom

Nobody in America takes Soccer seriously, real atheletes play something like American football, baseball or basketball. Soccer was a non-violent alternative to football. Even in some leagues for the smaller tots no score is kept. Everyone is a winner.
Hockey is played on ice at high speed with players crashing into each other, walls etc. involves some blood letting. Hockey moms realize the hard knocks are part of the game. A British comparison would be between rugby and football mummys?

The best time to learn how to play Hockey is before your difficult to replace adult teeth grow in.

A better photochop of Palin is this one by Cowboy Blob.

That picture is harmless compared to the one with her head on a chick's body in a button (barely) blouse, mini skirt and plateau shoes.
Totally "Fredrick's of Hollywood" catalog.

Given that, until now, I had no horse in this race...horrified by Obama and genially detesting McCain, I am blown away by SaraCudda.

A gun-toting, moose-hunting, ice-fishing, mother of 5 who lets her husband go on 2000 mile snowmobile trips while running a state.

If her husband wasn't already one of the first people, I would not be surprised to learn how she simultaneously fought off an indian attack while nursing an infant and pulling arrows out of her husband with her teeth...a la Maureen O'Hara in a John Wayne movie.

Add that to Mrs. McCain's ownership of a beer company and I'm sold.

After 20 years of RINOs, it is a wonder to see a real person, and a real conservative, hit the national stage again.

She's Ms FM with a funny accent.

You may consider yourself duly tweaked.

In the nicest way possible, of course.

Hockey moms have to get their kids out the door around 5:00 am when the kids are young because that's the only ice time available.

Ahhhhhh, so 'hockey' is ice hockey ... not field hockey. Now I think I understand

In America, we spell hell as 'h*e* double hockey sticks. Hockey's main objective is to hit the goalie in the neck with the puck whilst whaling the he double hockey sticks out of the opposition to do so. All this takes place on ice skates to the screaming of fans hungry for blood.

Or so I have heard.

Sarah Palin is a righteous dudette. Already she has my right wing ultra conservative group in a snit because (brace yourself) she is a working mother.

I am now going to read something totally frivolous.

I'm guessing here, but I think the difference between a soccer mom and a hockey mom is in the nature of the game. In the states soccer is played by girls and boys whose parents refuse to let them play gridiron or baseball (too macho and dangerous). Soccer is generally considered to be one of those games wherein nobody gets hurt, there are no losers and everyone gets a prize.

As Cricket points out, the whole objective of (ice) hockey is to maim one's opponent. Preferably for life and, ideally, without being sent to the sin bin for two minutes. Losers are fed to polar bears.

Obviously mothers who encourage their offspring to participate in hockey are made of the right stuff.

"- the process seems to have taken longer than the decline & ultimate fall of the Assyrian Empire,"

In "1984" Orwell wrote, "We have always been at war with Eastasia" (quoted from memory).

Similarly, I feel as though the election of 2008 has lasted most of my adult life. When did it start? What were the underlying causes? Historians will debate these and other questions!

We went to see a fight, and a hockey match broke out....

Not bad with the descriptions of the lighter side of hockey.

Cheers

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