Over the last few days I feel as though I have been living in some sort of haze – a combination of feeling like I have been hit over the head with the strong arm of stupidity and like I am stuck in a repeat of some ‘90s television drama. Every time half-term Gov. Sarah Palin took the stage or spoke to a camera — nay — make that every time someone even referenced her “narrative”(nice back-peddling this morning, btw, Pegs) this feeling intensified. But until last night, I couldn’t quite figure out what was wrong.

And then it dawned on me: we are stuck in a bad episode of the West Wing.

Don’t get me wrong, I love The West Wing the way most girls love Sex and the City. In college, when other girls gathered around our 13’ televisions to watch the trials and tribulations of Carrie et al, I was hosting West Wing parties and quizzing people about the policy initiatives being referenced. So trust me when I say that Sarah Palin (and the Republican “leadership”) are stuck in season 3, episode 20: The Black Vera Wang.

During the episode the gang returns from a trip to Finland bearing gifts for the staffers who could not make it: hoards and hoards of moose meat. More than that, moose paraphernalia. Of course Donna thinks Josh’s gift of sauna-soaked moose meat was, you know, gross (or, as Sam said, “I don’t like eating things where the cartoon character can talk, and you know, hatch a plan.”). So Donna gives the Moose meat to an intern who then sells it on E-Bay.

SARAH PALIN IS THE E-BAY-SELLING MOOSE MEAT-LOVING INTERN.

If she becomes our Vice President, we are going to become the new Finland (and I mean nothing against the Finns. I love the Finns. Some of best friends are Finnish.). What would she give Gordon Brown? Not some super Americana like shaker furniture, or a baseball or apple pie. No, she would give him moose meat. Or areal wolf hunting lessons. And we would become the laughing stock of the entire international community (even more than we already are). That, in itself, should be a reason to vote for Obama.

*That’s the title of the Finnish national anthem. In Finnish. And I thought this whole all-posts-have-to-be-titled-with-song-names thing was going to be hard. Ha!