D.B. of the Week - Sarah Palin

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“This is what Sarah Palin wrote on her Facebook as she tried to explain away the Josh Duggar, 19 & Counting, molestation of his sisters:

"HEY LENA, WHY NOT LAUGH OFF EVERYONE’S SEXUAL ‘EXPERIMENTS’ AS YOU HAUGHTILY ENJOY REWARDS FOR YOUR OWN PERVERSION? YOU PEDOPHILE YOU.” “Radical liberals in media who have total control over public narratives are disgusting hypocrites."”

Where to begin with this woman?

First off, the molestation she is referring to with Lena Dunham (whom I don't know as a liberal, or don't even know at all) was in Dunham's own autobiography. It refers to Dunham saying that at the age of 7 she touched her 1-year-old sister because she was curious.

Dunham was 7.

Dunham self-reported.

It wasn't a cover-up by a family of people who were claiming to be at the right-hand of God while they were hiding what had happened.

Big difference.

Also...Sarah has no idea what 'radical' means, does she.

Thirdly...

Sarah Palin receives the D.B. of the Week not only because she made another nonsensical rant here...

...but because she also used caps all the way through her first sentence.

When are we going to stop putting what she says front and center on the news?

Is this really the person that the tea party wants front and center?

Read that word for word.

She's addressing Lena as if they are Facebook friends.

She calls a confession of a 7-year old an act of a pedophile?

Then 'radical' liberals?

That's not even remotely literate.

Okay...I get it...those who like the Duggars want to find whatever they can to try and make it a non-story.

But there was a cover-up.

The 'radical liberals in media who have total control over public narratives are disgusting hypocrites?'

Let's be real here.

You know what was 'disgusting?'

The molestation...the hiding of it by the family...the 'we locked them in their rooms so Joshua couldn't get at his sisters'...

That was disgusting.

I must admit something:

I am drawn to anything and everything that Palin says.

Not because she can enlighten me.

Ever.

But because she's always right there for D.B. of the Week contention.

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