
Even I'm Verklempt
I have been absent from this blog for a few weeks, after a few half-hearted attempts at an entry on rumors about whether Sarah Palin might have some recent Jewish ancestors, and one about yet another stupid comment by Jesse Jackson. I dug in briefly, and learned a few things.
First, Sarah Palin is not Jewish, not that anyone, at this point, would care if she is the reincarnation of the Vilna Gaon (who was a genius, so that particular reincarnation would be a stretch). All they care is that she and Todd catch the next snow machine back to Wasilla, post haste.
And about Jesse’s dumb comment (something to the effect that a President Obama would put an end to “Zionist” control of American foreign policy) – I just couldn’t get myself too worked up about a guy who has effectively trash-talked his way out of any meaningful role in the Obama administration. To tell the truth, I have been sort of moping the last few weeks about the polls that correctly predicted the election of Obama.
But I no longer cared about Sarah Palin, who I thought was a disastrous choice from the moment of her selection. And I no longer cared about Jesse Jackson, who is an irrelevancy, though I must admit that seeing him tear up at Obama’s victory speech last night left me a little teary also. Yes, me, who only hours earlier had enthusiastically clicked on the McCain/Palin box on the touch-screen voting machine.
Watching both McCain’s concession speech and Obama’s victory speech, I was, as Mike Meyer’s Linda Richman character would have said, verklempt. Continue reading


