God, I hope not. Is there anything in popular culture today as compelling as this surely-nonsensical-but-still-awesomely-captivating saga?
For the uninitiated, here’s the deal:
Some people in the super-liberal corner of the interwebs are swearing up and down (still and yet) that Sarah Palin is not Trig’s mother, but
rather his grandmother (and that Bristol is actually his mother). Here’s a link that explains the various and sundry Myspace-based reasons why.
The latest installment? Turns out the pictures of Levi holding a baby that were shown during his Tyra interview (meant to show him as a caring father) look like they were actually of him with Trig (Bristol’s “maybe-brother”) and not Tripp.
Let me get this out of the way: This whole thing is crazy. Seriously, it’s nuts. BUT, here’s the part that I love so much…
Sarah Palin won’t let this thing die. Either she’s brilliant, knowing that this kind of ultra-left-wing muckraking will do nothing but make them look silly and her put-upon…or she’s an idiot who has no idea how to “rise above” a situation. Of course, I think the latter is the case, given her history of deft political maneuvering (Picking a fight with McCain’s people? Genius! Refusing the stimulus money on principal, before accepting it with your tail between your legs? Better yet!).
‘Kay, Sarah, here’s some advice: If the afore-linked chick “Audrey” calls you up and asks for a comment, tell her (in political jargon) to go fuck herself; if ADN,

She's my sister and my daughter!!!
I still think this Trig business is crap. But, while this type of made-up scandal is nakedly silly, that doesn’t mean they should be ignored. Look at Obama: That whole thing about his citizenship was by far the stupidest scandal of the election (especially given that he was running against someone BORN IN THE PANAMA CANAL). Still, he dutifully coughed up his birth certificate. Why? Cause ya have to, at some point, address these things or they’ll stick with you.
That said, here’s hoping no one ever gives her that advice (I’m assuming she doesn’t read my paltry little offerings), cause this shit’s so good, it just has to be fattening.
