When I first saw this self-satisfied, smug grin back in 2008, the hairs on the back of my neck (and all over my body) stood up.
The woman without a philtrum and a nasty ,thin, tattooed, upper lip made my skin crawl.
When she opened that horrid mouth at the RNC convention, I knew my visceral reaction to her was spot on.
At the time I paid scant attention to American politics or parties. I had done a photographic project on the Patriot Act and the ramifications of 9/11, but that was as far as it went. I was looking at the Act and not the parties. I don’t know how I managed to do that…
So at the end of August, 2008 on returning from a holiday in France (fecking, socialist Europeans), I discovered upon googling the news, that Queen Esther had been tapped as McCain’s running mate. Upon further googling, I realised that they were Republicans, and the good guys were Democrats. Then I discovered Mudflats…
I realised fairly quickly, that not only was Queen Esther bereft of clothes, she didn’t even have clean underwear.
I was fecking appalled to think that the American electorate could vote for this vicious, vacuous idiot. Thankfully, they did not. But this imbecile still had a hold on the political discourse, thanks largely to a cowering US media that relies on clicks rather than news. I can still remember them chasing after her on her infamous “Paul Revere” bus tour. I was sickened. Ireland has its problems, but reporting of the news is not one of them. We do actually get the news! Not someone’s opinion.
Fast forward on to the “North Star’s” more recent antics. Little by little, her clothing is being peeled away. It has taken years but she has managed to shed a lot of followers.
Remember that crazy, drunken speech in Iowa, where the seniors were looking around in confusion.
Remember that incident where Trig stood on Jill Hadassah’s back. Google Hadassah and you will understand the narcisissm that led the Queen of The Northwoods to give that name to the dog. She lost a lot of dog lovers there.
Remember, the Palin family brawl. (Oh yeah, we all do that).
Now she is dissing a MOH winner (I am not a fan) but I love what he is doing.
This is the real Queen Esther. An insecure, vapid, ugly duck.