Oh joy, oh joy! Just because there’s not enough political turmoil in this state, we’re going to be blessed with a visit from a certain book-hawking gubernatorial quitter.
At least, beleaguered Clevelanders will be spared — for now. You Cincinnatians and Columbsites will want to buy your books and line up right away.
And if you don’t know what my headline is about, it’s a reference to one of the most infamously embarassing pieces of writing about Sarah Palin that appeared last fall when the National Review’s Rich Lowry wrote the following after the vice-presidential debate:
“I’m sure I’m not the only male in America who, when Palin dropped her first wink, sat up a little straighter on the couch and said, “Hey, I think she just winked at me.” And her smile. By the end, when she clearly knew she was doing well, it was so sparkling it was almost mesmerizing. It sent little starbursts through the screen and ricocheting around the living rooms of America. This is a quality that can’t be learned; it’s either something you have or you don’t, and man, she’s got it.”