SARAH PALIN, JOE SIXPACK AND GEORGE ORWELL

081002_palinmccain21I used to run a TV news show, and I told my staff (literally) that using the term "Joe Six Pack" in a script or interview was a firing offense.  I probably couldn’t have gotten away with firing them but it made the point.  I grew up just outside a mill town along the Monongahela River — it was the same town so brilliantly portrayed in The Deer Hunter —  and I  went to school with kids whose parents worked in steel mills and coke plants and river locks.  Some of them lived in trailers.  I was the Jewish Girl – a bit of an outsider but usually part of the gang – parties, sleepovers, crazy afternoons sneaking cigarettes in pine-paneled basement "family rooms."

I guess lots of those parents were what Sarah Palin called Joe Six Pack.  But that’s not who they were- who they are.  America is full of hard working people who drink beer.  Bruce Springsteen portrays them all the time – much better than I could.  They are dads and husbands and brothers and sons and they love their kids and their wives and, where I lived, the Steelers.  They often don’t ever move out of their "starter houses" because that’s what they can afford.  The dads that I knew sent their kids to college though – or to "the service" which paid their tuition, and the next generation did better economically – the American dream at work. 

I admired these people, and loved some of them.  When you spend lots of Saturday night sleepovers at girlfriends’ houses you get to know their parents.  And, remembering those dads,  I do NOT understand how Sarah Palin can talk about "Joe Six Pack" and still say she’s one of "the people."  It’s like talking about "Polacks" and then claiming you’re Polish.  The term is a colossal insult, the speaker setting herself above the folks she’s describing.  For some reason, it’s painful — almost heartbreaking, to hear.  I know it’s partially my rage at her for claiming some special channel to working class Americans while, it appears, cynically performing like a parody of them – much like Frances McNormand did as Marge Gunderson in FARGO.  Her "Joe Six Packs" deserve better.

I was going to write about all the Orwellian rhetoric too — McCain and Palin repeatedly claiming untruths and running against things McCain himself helped to put in place.  Here’s what I mean:  They talk about Wall Street malfeasance when they and their party repeatedly squashed efforts to bring it under control.  They talk about change when they’re fighting it and economic insecurity when their policies helped to cause it.  That’s not a working class agenda, it’s just cynical pandering.  Mr. Orwell would be proud.  "Joe Six Pack" — and the rest of us, deserve better than that, too.

TINA FEY, SARAH PALIN, HOME PERMANENTS, AND THE VICE-PRESIDENTIAL DEBATE

Fey_palinWhen I was a kid there was a thing called a "home permanent*."  It was a hair treatment that made your hair curly (horrifying to girls like me who ironed their hair and wrapped it around orange juice can sized rollers [or real orange juice cans] to keep it straight.)  One of the most visible products was called Toni Home Permanents and its ad campaign was at least as popular as a great Saturday Night Live catch phrase.

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Yup.  It asked "Which twin has the Toni?"  That’s a photo of the print version on the left.  The idea was that one twin had a fancy salon permanent and one curled hers at home with Toni, but you couldn’t tell the difference.  Of course, any kid who ever had a sleepover at the home of a friend who’d just done a "home permanent" knows that the chemical smell was gross (and if I remember correctly you couldn’t wash you hair for a couple of days) and their hair was often substantially more dry and brittle than the "salon permanent" girls’.  In fact, there was a difference.

Every time I see Tina Fey being Sarah Palin I’m reminded of that.  The McCain-Palin campaign is asking us to believe that when you spend upscale salon money it’s mostly for snob appeal, because all you need is a Toni and your bathroom sink, and you’re just as gorgeous.  In this context though, the comparison is different — and ironic.  If you saw Chevy Chase being Gerald Ford or Phil Hartman as Ronald Reagan or Darrell Hammond as Bill Clinton, the impressions were great, but you always knew that the real guy was smarter, and more serious, than the comedian.  No trouble knowing which "twin" was which.  But with Tina and Sarah, it’s reversed.  The brains, and the class, go to the comic, not the politician.  The girlfriend of a young friend, asked if she was jealous about another woman in his circle, responded that she’d only worry "if he was hanging around with Tina Fey."  Her intelligence, class and charm are that attractive.  It’s pretty clear that she’s smarter and probably knows more about what’s going on in the world than The Candidate and, for many of us, appears better equipped to serve as Vice President.  Many conservative pundits seem to agreeAnd many Alaskans.  And liberals.  Several posts, and tweets, from strong progressives, have described a "cringing" sense of discomfort when watching her stumble. 

So what thoughts, and emotions, do we bring to this spectacle tonight?  What do we, who support her opponents, consider as we watch alone, or with like-minded friends at debate-parties or with tweeters on #Debate08?  From here, it’s complicated.  Angry at her searing convention speech, but sad to see her stumble so pitifully in the Couric interview; fearful of what could happen if she and McCain win, furious that she’s trying to stall the Alaska report about her alleged abuses of power, and, in my case at least, completely detached from the fact that this woefully inadequate candidate happens to be female, we hope the battle is fought on competence and capacity, not gender and one-liners.  Mostly, we’re aware that the copy is far superior to the original, and that the smart, attractive version of the candidate isn’t the one who’s going to be there tonight.

*I just looked it up on Wikipedia and apparently there still are things called home permanents but who uses them??   No clue.