27 July, 2009

Sarah Palin: Greatest Slam Poet of Our Time?

Really, she should be on Def Poetry Jam or something:

UPDATE:I thought I'd transcribe some of this for y'all. This bit is reminiscent of Kerouac:
And getting up here
I say it is the best road trip in America
soaring through nature's finest show.

the great ones
soaring under the midnight sun.

And then the extremes
in the wintertime
it's the frozen road that is competing with the view of ice-fogged
frigid beauty.
The cold though
doesn't it split the cheechakos from the sourdoughs?

And then in the summertime
such extremes, summertime!
About a hundred and fifty degrees hotter
than just some months ago
(than just some months from now)
with fireweed blooming along the frost heaves and
merciless rivers that are rushing
and carving
and reminding us
that here
Mother Nature wins.

It is
as throughout all Alaska
that big wild good life
teeming along the road that is
North to the Future.
But really it's the rhythm of the delivery that brings it to life, so take a listen.

UPDATE II: Clearly I should write for Conan! Here he is stealing my material:

The choice of William Shatner was inspired though.

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