Sarah Palin, all-American cheerleader
Tim Kingston,Lisa Moore
There was something jarring about GOP candidate Sarah Palin's appearance at the vice presidential debate, and it was not just her refusal to answer questions, or the mock Reagan-esque mannerisms of the "there you go again" kind. Nor was it the misrepresentations, like her campaign's mendacious insistence that Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama would raise taxes on those earning $42,000 a year.
It was that come hither wink. Twice. It was the lowered voice.
It was the seduction of speaking directly to the camera audience, as if there was no one else in each living room of America, as if it were just her and the - presumably male or complicit female- viewer, while ignoring the debate questions, Joe Biden, Gwen Ifill, and everything else. Her less than subtle message was "you want me," and not in a charismatic political leader, vote-for-me sort of way. She was delivering a direct come-on to the audience.
When candidate Ronald Reagan winked at the audience, it was to let you in on the joke that he really knew you, the worried white vote. He could give the first major address of a presidential campaign in Philadelphia, Miss., where three civil-rights workers were murdered in one of the ugliest 1960s incidents of racial violence, and the message was elect Ronnie and he'll resist black advances for equality in American society.
With Palin, the wink had quite a different connotation.
That wink is at the heart of her campaign. The wink is all about sex, which is what made it all the more jarring in the context of the national debate. It was the wink of a bikini-clad model selling a car and a dodgy bill of goods. It was the wink of a temptress offering a promise that will never be kept. It was the wink of the all-American cheerleader knowing why every male, and not a few females, are interested in her short skirt, and determined to milk it for all it's worth.
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