Coming into the Republican convention last week, everyone was all worried about Hurricane Gustav ripping things up. But of course it has turned out to be Hurricane Sarah that's doing the damage.
She's destroying Obama, who was entirely ripe for the skewering. The general line has been that Obama was too great and dignified for even our top professional comedians to find any good way to lampoon him. But Sarah Palin poked a big hole in this gasbag with her stellar acceptance speech, and Obama's been her beyatch ever since. You might partly consider this a sign of commander in chief McCain's expertise, his strategic skill in picking just the right weapon for his target.
In any case, Obama is going down, and she's the one doing it to him. Just a couple of particularly choice zings in her big convention speech delivered just the right way about mayors vs. community organizers and styrofoam Greek columns most particularly, and Obama's still flying randomly around the room a week later as the air escapes like a deflating balloon.
So now Obama is clearly behind McCain for the first time in this campaign, and Obama and his minions are desperate to knock ol' girl down. They haven't been able to lay a glove on her, so now Obama himself is descending from his Olympian perch to spend his precious limited campaign time attacking the other guy's veep.
But the change in altitude has caused Mr Cool and Collected, Mr Civil Politics to start melting down - and boy, oh boy, is it fun to watch. For one thing, you'd think he'd have learned a lesson about condescending from the furor over his infamous remarks about "bitter" gun owners. Yet here he is this week at a big public campaign rally mocking the "moose hunter."
But when that plastic dashboard St. Obama melts down, it really starts to stink as it burns. He's just gone out in front of a crowd calling Sarah Palin a pig. "You can put lipstick on a pig, but it's still a pig." Now of course this was not a reference to Sarah Palin. Just ask Barack. But of course her famous self-description is of being a pit bull with lipstick. No, not a pit bull says the refined gentleman - a pig with lipstick.