All I'm Going to Say About Palin

I was catching up on the New York Times this morning and happened across Maureen Dowd's column. I was somewhat amused until I got to this:

This chick flick, naturally, features a wild stroke of fate, when the two-year governor of an oversized igloo becomes commander in chief after the president-elect chokes on a pretzel on day one.

Fine. Make fun of her hair and her shoes, her lack of experience, and the fact that she repeatedly calls herself a "hockey mom." But making fun of Alaska? That's just low.