OK, the title’s a small exaggeration, maybe. But you can see for yourself — “Palinoia, the Destroyer: What’s behind the left’s deranged hatred by James Taranto.
Obviously, Taranto is attempting to fan the dying embers of Sarah Palin’s public career by assuring the faithful that the Left still hates her. And we don’t just hate her, he says. We are unhinged by hatred. The mere mention of the Quitter in Chief sends us into paroxysms of hatred that cause us to drive our hybrid BMWs off cliffs and drown in our hot tubs.
Well, not that I’ve noticed. The thing is, because the Right is so unhinged with hatred about so many things, they seems to confuse “taking notice of” with “deranged hatred.” Because, you know, why else would somebody comment on something if they weren’t driven mad with hatred of it?
Over the years, I’ve noticed even fairly innocuous commentaries about this or that figure of the Right will be dismissed by righties as “[figure of the Right] derangement syndrome.” I guess that’s so they don’t have to confront the ugly truths about such figures.
And, you know, in the minds of righties a public figure can have no higher value than an ability to enrage the Left. It’s all that really matters to them.
Still, I was going to give the Taranto piece a pass until I ran into this about halfway down —
For many liberal women, Palin threatens their sexual identity, which is bound up with their politics in a way that it is not for any other group (possibly excepting gays, though that is unrelated to today’s topic).
One wonders how unhinged someone has to be to actually think that.
My own interest in Palin is less about Palin herself than about why this, um, person could draw such fierce loyalty from at least one segment of our population. I wrote about this almost a year ago, in “Why Sarah Palin Is a Goddess.”
But more recently I only write about her when something puts her in the news, and I think that goes for most of us on the leftie blogosphere. We write about stuff in the news, whether we hate it or not.
Anyway, I didn’t get past the sentence about sexual identity, which inspired in me a deep sense of why do I even bother? If anyone has the stomach to go further, let me know if he let loose any other significant farts.
[Update: This is what unhinged actually looks like.]
Elsewhere — Murphy at The Beast has published The Fifty Most Loathesome Americans in 2010. I don’t agree 100 percent with his choices, but anyone who calls David Brooks “the Bernie Madoff of American letters” is OK in my book. Brooks makes me feel far more deranged than Palin ever did, and I doubt my sexual identity has much to do with that.