Sunday, September 14, 2008

Bring it on, Palin.

Please, Sarah. have your assistant call me and try this.
When Ms. Palin had to cut her first state budget, she avoided the legion of frustrated legislators and mayors. Instead, she huddled with her budget director and her husband, Todd, an oil field worker who is not a state employee, and vetoed millions of dollars of legislative projects.

And four months ago, a Wasilla blogger, Sherry Whitstine, who chronicles the governor’s career with an astringent eye, answered her phone to hear an assistant to the governor on the line, she said.

“You should be ashamed!” Ivy Frye, the assistant, told her. “Stop blogging. Stop blogging right now!”


This post is dedicated to the memory of David Foster Wallace. His collection, A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again, made me laugh throughout, and I carried it with me all over Chicago and the South on my many journeys. He was brilliant and innovative and funny as hell. I think of him every time I footnote something.

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