I have long argued in this space that Republican women, with two exceptions, are either vulgar or vacuous, and sometimes both. We’re approaching a critical mass of evidence.
Bristol Palin is yet another exhibit in the GOP menagerie of morons. Granted, she is not a Republican, but she is closely allied with a prominent GOPer. With respect to Bristol’s bump and grind routine on “Dancing With The Stars,” allow me to apply a line often applied in such emergencies by the one-and-only Joan Rivers:
Bristol, I don’t need to see your v-gina.
At the same time that Bristol bared her chubby thighs, Katherine Schwarzenegger—who, like Meghan McMoron, is indubitably a Democrat at heart like her parents— used the celebrity of her mom and dad to launch a career in “journalism.” More bad, banal books to crowd out the good.
Still, as contemptible and unethical as this celebrity career path is (a path trodden by the silver-haired, silver-spooned Anderson Vanderbilt Cooper), you have to admit that young Schwarzenegger looks like a sweetie (and ever-so pretty) compared to her Republican cohort.
For grotesque, nothing beats Meghan McCain and her appendages.