Predictably, depressingly, talk in certain sections of the blogosphere has already turned to the looks of mooseburger-eatin' VPILF Sarah Palin, John McCain's surprise choice of running mate.
Other possible talking points (always with the caveat that what you read online, and certainly on Wikipedia, might not be accurate):
-- Of all womankind, only Geraldine Ferraro has ever got this officially close to the presidency until now.
-- Palin is a pro-life, pro-death-penalty gun nut who loves to kill animals. (Are we confused yet?)
-- The various nicknames and titles earned in the course of Palin's interesting past include Mayor, Sarah Barracuda, Governor, and Miss Congeniality.
-- Palin is a member of that strange organisation Feminists for Life, and props to her for not shying away from the word 'feminist', which indicates to me that unlike many of the right-wing men, um, dribbling over her image as we speak, she actually knows what the word means and understands that there's more than one way of being a feminist.
-- She has visited precisely three countries outside the US: Ireland, Germany and Kuwait.
But never mind what she knows or thinks about the world, life, death, gender, family or any of that stuff -- because lo, she is fuckable. And as we all know, that's all that matters.