Yeah, I know I only had a few more pages to cover in chapter 1, but this whole Sarah Palin thing has drawn me forcibly into the 21st century for the past few days. Not because I'm in the media or anything, just because I'm a filthy stinkin' rubbernecker.
She's going to speak at the Republican convention tonight, selling the idea of herself to the party of Teddy Roosevelt (at least that's what it says on the letterhead), and from there, it's back to Roosevelt building the legend that makes "the party of Teddy Roosevelt" a bit zingier to cap a speech with than "the part of William Howard Taft."
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