Everybody’s talking about McCain’s back-handed swipe at Palin in Vanity Fair today:
We have, I’m happy to say, a lot of choices out there: Bobby Jindal, Tim Pawlenty, Huntsman, Romney, Charlie Crist—there’s a lot of governors out there who are young and dynamic.” McCain went on, “There’s a lot of good people out there, and I’ve left out somebody’s name and I’m going to hear about it.”
I’m sure Sully will have fun with this part of the Vanity Fair piece (EDIT: I see he already has):
More than once in my travels in Alaska, people brought up, without prompting, the question of Palin’s extravagant self-regard. Several told me, independently of one another, that they had consulted the definition of “narcissistic personality disorder” in the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders—“a pervasive pattern of grandiosity (in fantasy or behavior), need for admiration, and lack of empathy”—and thought it fit her perfectly. When Trig was born, Palin wrote an e-mail letter to friends and relatives, describing the belated news of her pregnancy and detailing Trig’s condition; she wrote the e-mail not in her own name but in God’s, and signed it “Trig’s Creator, Your Heavenly Father.”
I almost find the back-and-forth between Steve Schmidt and Bill Kristol even more interesting. The vitriol and back-biting between the Schmidt/Wallace faction of the campaign and the Kristol/Scheunemann faction is quite intense.
It seems worth asking: what kind of idiot would let Bill Kristol or his associates have any power over a campaign? Other than Dan Quayle, of course.
