We know we're in a serious political race when Sarah Palin makes an appearance, as she did in Ames, Iowa, to endorse Donald Trump.  Trump introduced her, expressing his love for her and her husband Todd.  "Great people."  The former Alaska governor and Mayor of Wasilla, vice presidential candidate and Rush Limbaugh fantasy sex partner, seems the same as ever: spirited, divisive, cracked.
     Trump stood nearby while she talked.  Viewers got to watch Trump watching Palin.  Does he realize she's a nutbag?  When she pronounced the word "skirmish" as "squirmish," did something inside him twist?  The Palins, according to Donald, are "amazing people."  Yes, it's astonishing from an objective viewpoint how such an intellectually enfeebled human being like Sarah Palin became a millionaire and a "brand" by saying and insisting upon some of the dopiest horseshit ever uttered by an American politician or, as she has become, a marginalized producer of word froth.
     Her rah-rah speech supporting Trump had the typical Palinesque feel:
     Mentioning Trump's ghost-written, and by his own estimation, "second favorite book after the Bible," The Art of the Deal, Palin repeatedly pronounced "deal" as "dill."
     Palin claimed Trump isn't a politician, adding "Hallelujah!"
     Ridiculing Obama, she asked, referencing the Vietnam War draft-dodger standing nearby, "Are you ready for a Commander-in-Chief?  Are you ready for a warrior who will kick ISIS's ass?"  That she managed to hiss forth "ISIS's ass" without tripping up on the excessive sibilance was her most impressive accomplishment of the speech.
     She talked about guns, guts--though not the organs spilled by gun violence.  Condemning political correctness, she claimed some wear it like "a suicide vest."
     Referring to someone who would be appalled by her (and Trump's) ideas, Ronald Reagan, she evoked "power through strength," and threw in a "drill baby drill," one of her old slogans from a time when more people cared about her.  The Ames audience didn't give her much feedback in the form of the usual Trump rally growls, shouts, roars, and mind programmed word vomit.
     "The status quo has got to go!" she yelled, calling to mind her time as a high school cheerleader.
     Weirdly perhaps, for Trump, she praised his opponent, Rand Paul, for his libertarian views, ignoring Senator Paul's antipathy for what used to be called "foreign entanglements."
     She wants Muslims "yelling Allah Akbar to duke it out, let Allah sort it out," a reference, whether she knows it or not, to the 1209 siege of Beziers when a bishop, asked by a soldier how to tell the difference between Catholics in the town and the Cathar heretics, replied, "Kill them all.  God will sort out His own."
     "Donald Trump," she, a millionaire, assured her non-rich audience, "may be a billionaire, but he's a family man, a man of generosity and accomplishment.  He's anti-elitist.  He tell us Joe Six Packs, 'I've succeeded, and I want you to succeed, too.'  He builds things that touch the sky.  He's spent his life looking up, but he respects steel-toed boots.  He doesn't get high off of opium [I don't know what she meant here].  His power is the fabric of America, and faith in the Almighty.  When Obama packs up his teleprompter and heads back to Chicago he'll look up and see, shining over his head, the Trump Tower!"
     She exited stage right to Survivor's "Eye of the Tiger."
     Anyone not deluded about the man knows that Trump is full of shit, but he's savvy, bringing attention to himself with the Palin endorsement at a time when his big money failure of an opponent, Jeb Bush, finally received his mother's endorsement: "He [Jeb, her own son] seems like the best candidate."
     Barbara Bush seems like a human mother, but can she be bothered to express enthusiasm for her own kid's aspirations?  I've long been disdainful of that hag.
     Today, Donald Trump further endeared himself to those who only recognize one valid Constitutional amendment.  Boasting about the loyalty and intelligence of his supporters, he said, "I could stand in the middle of Fifth Avenue and shoot somebody and I wouldn't lose voters."
     If true, we have to assume his supporters wouldn't care if their candidate murdered someone.  Trump could've been illustrating how stupid and vicious some of his supporters really are.  For every vile unthinking brute there's a mean prick ready to exploit such muscle; what Sarah Palin calls, "Power through strength."

                                                                            Vic Neptune