
Palinesque adj. 1 having the characteristics of a babbling, shallow cipher.
2 a quality that encourages inexplicable fandom from segments of the populace exhibiting an intense need to have their prejudices and fears legitimized in a public forum by a teased-haired rural caricature.
3 a bizarre form of self-aggrandizement coupled with a terminal lack of self-awareness that can result in difficulty in focusing, an inability to complete tasks, bad pronunciation, and the inclination to depart from certain locales because there are too many Asians.
4 relating to the tendency to use gender, motherhood, and especially children as human shields in order to deflect any and all criticisms about your character and aptitude.
5 a reflexive mindset wherein mass communications trigger a deep-seated paranoia and the corresponding reactionary impulse to lash out via Facebook or Twitter in the manner that a teenage girl would.
6 the perverse habit of insisting to speak on camera despite the fact that visual and aural mediums do not become you.
7 emblematic of insecure timidity toward sophistication, intelligence, wit, and nuance because they’re highfalutin.
8 distinctive of a vulgar form of demagoguery reliant on coy mannerisms, colloquialisms, inflammatory buzz words, and content-free oration.
9 symptomatic of an unmitigated temerity that allows for the use of hastily-written crib notes on your hand for use as a crutch during a softball interview taking place after a speech in which you just berated a rival’s use of a Teleprompter.






Does anyone think for a moment that the crib notes were ‘hastily-written’ and accidentally viewed? Please, that gesture was as planned as every other carefully executed mannerism by this, as Andy Sullivan called her recently, “Dick Cheney Fembot.” The crib notes symbolizes (and telegraphs) camaraderie with the hillbilly legions that (probably can’t read) comprise her ‘base.’
give this unpaid intern a big raise! brilliant . . . and, oh so true.
We could totally pull this off, ‘palinesque’ just needs some fancy looking phonetic spelling and it’s ready for the dictionary.
Also of interest:
Way to to Nightsmarm. I keep thinking you’ve hit bottom, and now you’re mocking the greatest American woman of our day! Don’t you people understand that she doesn’t have time to practice fancy speeches and learn your twenty dollar words? She has all those kids and that hair doesn’t happen in five minutes. I guess since you hate all your mothers, this is a win for you.
Bra. Vo.
Isn’t it lovely how concerned mothers always find their way to this little niche of snazzy articles and hot mansex?
I’m not even sure I *want* to reply to mrs mom. Because, you see, she’s already making a mockery out of herself. I couldn’t really care about whether she uses her hand to write a few notes on. It’s not very pretty, but it works. What *is* the point, is that she’s doing it, and then talking down about someone else for using a teleprompter.
And, dear mommy, I can totally understand that good hear and make-up is so much more important to invest time in than, say, thinking about your viewpoints, building a campaign, making informed decisions, and ’stuff like that’. Because really, when your hair’s better than the opponent’s, you should get all the votes, because it just shows that you’re much more invested about this country.
The article was quite good. I can never resist a bit of verbal Palin-bashing. It’s like she’s a walking parody of politicians everywhere. Lovely. Just lovely.