Andrew Sullivan makes note of a reader's suggestion that Palin fits the stereotype of the Mean Girl. This led my pop culture-loving brain to run a quick mental list of comparisons. And it didn't take long for me to realize which Mean Girl of my teenaged movie-going years that Palin most closely resembles. Heather Chandler, the first of the ultimate clique of Mean Girls to die in the 1989 black humor classic Heathers. Schemer, conniver, happy to use sex as a weapon, and just as quick to attempt to ruin people who offend her tender sensibilities. If Palin were blonde or Kim Walker had been a brunette, I think the comparison would've taken far less time to register. That, and how Chandler's lines used English as a weapon while Palin seems to think drowning her listeners in verbal shredded paper qualifies as decent rhetoric.
This realization threw more light onto my reactions to Palin. She genuinely terrifies me. She's too slick, too practiced, too calculated. I'm willing to take her accent as legitimate but nothing else except her figure and base hair color. She represents the complete lack of respect John McCain has shown for women all of his life. Palin also stands as proof the Republicans think tokenism is sufficient evidence of a desire to protect minority rights. She's poised to gain by luck and death what Hillary Clinton tried to get the right way and almost managed. And she reminds me down in my core of all the girls who made my school years a living hell.
I was too smart, not socially adept enough, and a little chubby. Throw in my emotionally sensitive nature, and I was a walking target as soon as the kids cared enough to try to get to me. It's the sort of thing that colors your perspective in ways that's hard to explain. Among other things, it leaves me distrustful of any woman who smiles and sweetly wants to know where I bought my necklace if it's her idea of a lead-in question before "My name is Sandy, and yours?" at a party. Palin's accent has me unsure she's that sneaky (a failing on my New England elitist roots' part, I'm sure), but she smiles like she'd rather kick you in the crotch.
If she were a truly qualified candidate but had these tics that set off my warning buttons, I'd be less scared. Competency in an adult Heather Chandler is something I treat with the respect the competency deserves while checking my back for stilettos every now and again. I am deeply afraid that this incompetent, unqualified, corrupt, backstabbing, opportunistic cliquey woman could end up one heartbeat away in November. I've seen nothing that assures me she'd do well by the job and much that tells me she would destroy whatever she got her hands on so long as it got her what she wanted.
I realize this might make me sound like a raving libtard. The thing is, it's all a matter of perspective. And from where I sit, Palin is a scary, dangerous woman who must not be allowed to run this country. May as well elect Heather Chandler.