I can’t figure out where she found the time for a book amid her busy schedule of arguing with a teenage boy.
When Sarah Palin burst onto the American stage little more than a year ago as John McCain’s running mate, she was a virtual unknown in the Lower 48 and a relative political novice even in Alaska. A slim fifteen months later, Palin is now an iconic figure in American culture who reflects the troubling confluence of image and celebrity in our national polity.
With all the incumbent hype, one might have expected that Going Rogue would have risen above many of the petty and even vicious traits that Palin exhibited on the campaign trail last fall revving up the GOP faithful with incendiary attacks on Obama. Instead, Going Rogue sinks even further into Palin’s unique brand of narcissism and victimhood. She remains an unapologetic warrior in our country’s culture wars and the most divisive politician of our time.
While not nearly as garbled as some of Palin’s more memorable “word salads” (so delightfully parodied by Tina Fey on Saturday Night Live), Going Rogue, written by Palin with evangelical author Lynn Vincent, is both uneven in its composition and erratic in its argumentation. It is also riddled with the many of the lies, half-truths and distortions for which Palin has become notorious.
The Palin portrayed in Going Rogue is surprisingly unlikable. She is vengeful, mean-spirited and spiteful — and this in a narrative she has crafted herself. She takes cheap shots at the likes of Michelle Obama, John Kerry and Alec Baldwin, and describes Katie Couric as “the lowest-rated news anchor in network television.” While Palin claims that her life “is in His [God's] hands,” vengeance would seem to be her guiding light.