Sarah Palin’s publisher, Harper, claims she did have enough thoughts in her head to fill 400 pages — in 4 months, no less.
The vacuous ditz will stop at nothing to parlay her 15 minutes of fame into a fortune. First she dumped unfinished that pesky governor’s job with its unsatisfying little paychecks. She had no reason to stay after they cut off her unlimited bonuses from bogus travel expenses.
She’s smelled gold in the lower 48 with the morons Rush LimpPaw and Glenn Beck have been priming, so Palin refocused like a laser to finish ASAP her autobiography, Going Rogue: An American Life.
She’s only 45 years old and can count on one hand the number of years she’s done anything significant outside Wasilla, so the writing couldn’t have been too taxing. The question is why it took 400 pages.
Harper is rushing copy-editing and fact-checking to put 1.5 million copies on the market November 17 so good little neocons will find Sarah and her backwoods BS under their Christmas tree.
Harper’s got to be cutting corners on quality, and it won’t be the printing. When you consider that Palin still thinks it’s “nucular,” the book’s bound to be riddled with misstatements, factual errors, and boners in English usage that her detractors will gleefully pounce on.
But the more ignorant Palin’s book is, the more the rubes who comprise her loyal base will identify with it as they slowly sound out every poorly worded, inane sentence.