PAGE TWELVE

They spared her nothing. She persevered.
They lost. She won...


Page twelve, like so many pages of her marvelous book, is very rich and abundant. I could easily write about Grandpa CJ, "a graying Ronald Reagan," and the wonderful family games of Scrabble (our dear friend RAM, BTW, loves Scrabble, as I recall.).

I could easily write about Chuck Heath again, as I did in the comments on p. 10. "Dad loved teaching and coaching all kinds of sports." There is a model and exemplar here, in these few and seemingly simple words, for a true reform of the content of our educational system. I think of the immortal coach of the Green Bay Packers, Vince Lombardi, who was a high-school Latin teacher earlier in his career, before he achieved glory in the National Football League.

In a nutshell: We need "Latin" and "football" in our schools, not the PC nonsense that all too often goes on there now. I use "Latin" to cover the basics: Latin (and even Greek), English language and literature, math, history (especially US History and the study of the Constitution), and science. I use "football" to cover sports in general. It is the Classical ideal of mens sana in corpore sano, a sound mind in a sound body.

However, worthy as all these subjects would be, I would like to move to the lower part of p. 12, and focus on William Seward. Just as Jack London's novels "called Dad north," so Jack London's name calls me to the subject of Seward's dream, dubbed "Seward's Folly" by his uncomprehending enemies.


Sarah writes, "It was just thirty years before London's arrival [in Skagway], in 1867, that Secretary of State William H. Seward bought Alaska from the Russians. The government paid two cents an acre, adding 586,412 square miles to U.S. territory. Critics ridiculed Seward for spending so much on a remote chunk of earth that some thought of as just a frozen, inhospitable wilderness that was dark half the year.

The $7.2 million purchase became known as 'Seward's Folly' or 'Seward's Icebox.' Seward withstood the mocking and disdain because of his vision for Alaska." She notes, on the next page, how Seward was "posthumously vindicated," as The Great Land's abundant natural resources began to be discovered, and her strategic geographical position came to be clearly seen.

My friends, have we not come full circle? America's Alaska was born out of the depths of the soul of a man who possessed the steel of spirit and the eagle's vision to withstand "mocking and disdain."

Now, today, in these fateful months, America herself is poised on the very cusp and edge and verge of being reborn out of the depths of the soul of an Alaskan woman who has the iron firmness of backbone, the golden greatness of heart, and the ethereal loftiness and gallantry of mind and spirit to confront, to withstand, to defy "mocking and disdain"...mocking and disdain of the most cruel, heartless, and diabolical kind!

And, lo, she maketh and taketh this stand with bright, lovely eyes, with a "million-dollar" smile, and with the laughter and joy of a soul that reposes all its trust in the Lord.

Indeed, to say that our fearless, lovely lady has confronted "mocking and disdain" would be like saying that Babe Ruth and Hank Aaron hit a few home runs; that Pete Rose got a few hits; that Joe Montana won a big game or two.

No, evil as they are, some of the partisans of the Left did have the clarity of vision to perceive, from the very first hours, on Sarah Palin Day (8-29-08), the mortal threat that the Governor of Alaska posed to all of the plans, all of the structures of power and deception and intimidation that they had been setting in place for decades.


They unleashed a fury of assault on this lone lady from the North Country that seemed to come out of the very jaws of Hell, or, to put it in Tolkienesque terms, out of the foul depths of Mordor itself.

However, their diabolical devices, by the power of the All-Highest, have truly boomeranged back on them!! The more they lied about her life, the more they twisted and distorted her words, the more they heaped buckets and barrels of opprobrium on her, on her family, on her State, on her country, on her religion, on everything she holds true and precious and dear, the more was the iron, the steel, the silver, the gold of her heroic essence and soul revealed for all of America, indeed for all of the world to behold and to love!!

They spared her nothing. She persevered. They lost. She won.

The tiny spark of vision for Alaska that Seward conceived well-nigh unto a century and a half ago has, in our day, become the full, rich, blazing fire of Alaskan Sarah's vision not only for Alaska, but for all of America, for all of her people.

What return can we make for all that the Lord has given to us, for all that Sarah and her family have done and suffered for us?

We shall stand with her; we shall fight with her; we shall pray with her and for her; we shall defend her...we shall love her, love her family, love all that she so nobly incarnates and represents...and IS.

Deo Gratias...Thanks be to God!!!

Read It For Yourself:

Other Great Sarah Books:

Palin Essentials:

Credits:

All sidebar photos are from Wikimedia. I have tried to post all royalty-free images or to get permission, but in a few cases I could not locate the original source of a photograph or find a way to ask permission.


Contact info: bbrianus@gmail.com.

Other Great Going Rogue Reviews:

Jedediah Bila:

"Palin’s inviting first-person narration that is sometimes whimsical, often confident, and always patriotic...Going Rogue is truly one of those reads in which you put the book down after your eyes graze the final lines and you somehow feel like the writer is someone you’ve known all your life."
John Ziegler:

"I was simply blown away by Going Rogue on almost every level. For many reasons, this is by far the best book and greatest literary achievement by a political figure in my lifetime..."
Brigadier General Anthony J. Tata:
"Her book washes away all doubts that any reader might have had about her readiness to be president. She comes across as exceptionally bright, dedicated, and passionate about public service. Her moral compass is strong, pointing true North in this case. And she has a wicked sense of humor."
Don Surber:
"Conservatives know why Palin is still standing — and standing taller today than those who tried to bring her down. What does not kill you makes you stronger. Thank you, Tina Fey."

Sarah Palin is Coming to Town

Review by Stanley Fish:

When I walked into the Strand Bookstore in Manhattan last week, I headed straight for the bright young thing who wore an “Ask Me” button, and asked her to point me to the section of the store where I might find Sarah Palin’s memoir, “Going Rogue: An American Life.” She looked at me as if I had requested a copy of “Mein Kampf” signed in blood by the author....


A few days later...I had begun reading Palin’s book, and while I wouldn’t count myself a fan in the sense of being a supporter, I found it compelling and very well done....

First, the art. The book has an architectonic structure that is built around a single moment, the moment when Palin receives a call from John McCain inviting her to be the vice-presidential candidate of the Republican party. When we first hear about the call it is as much a surprise to us as it was (at least as reported) to her, because for six pages she has been recounting a wonderful family outing at the Alaska State Fair. When her phone rings, she hopes it might be a call from her son Track, a soldier soon to deploy to Iraq, but “it was Senator John McCain asking if I wanted to help him change history.”

And that’s the last we hear of it for 200 pages. In between we hear a lot about Wasilla, high school, basketball, college, marriage, children, Down syndrome, Alaska politics, the environment, a daughter’s pregnancy. The re-entry of John McCain into the narrative on page 208 introduces Palin’s account of the presidential campaign and its aftermath, especially her decision to resign the governorship before the end of her term....


Paradoxically, the effect of the neatly spaced references to the call is to de-emphasize it as a dramatic moment. It is presented not as a climax, but as an interruption of matters more central to Palin’s abiding concerns — her family, Alaska’s prosperity, energy policy. (She loves to rehearse the kind of wonkish details we associate with Hillary Clinton, whom she admires.)

Indeed, it is a feature of this narrative that events we might have expected to be foregrounded are elided or passed over. Palin introduced herself to the nation with a powerful, electrifying speech accepting McCain’s invitation to join the ticket. It gets half a sentence (“I gave my speech”)....


The only event that receives an extended discussion is her resignation. It is important to her because as an act it reflects on her integrity, and she has to be sure (as she eventually was) that she was doing it for the right reasons.

Resigning was a moral act for which she was responsible. The vice-presidential candidacy just happened to her; her account of it reads like an extended “what-I-did-on-my summer-and fall-vacation” essay.


For many politicians, family life is sandwiched in between long hours in public service. Palin wants us to know that for her it is the reverse. Political success is an accident that says nothing about you. Success as a wife, mother and citizen says everything...

I find the voice undeniably authentic...It is the voice of small-town America, with its folk wisdom, regional pride, common sense, distrust of rhetoric (itself a rhetorical trope), love of country and instinctive (not doctrinal) piety.

It says, here are some of the great things that have happened to me, but they are not what makes my life great and American. (“An American life is an extraordinary life.”) It says, don’t you agree with me that family, freedom and the beauties of nature are what sustain us?


And it also says, vote for me next time. For it is the voice of a politician, of the little girl who thought she could fly, tried it, scraped her knees, dusted herself off and “kept walking.”

In the end, perseverance, the ability to absorb defeat without falling into defeatism, is the key to Palin’s character. It’s what makes her run in both senses of the word and it is no accident that the physical act of running is throughout the book the metaphor for joy and real life. Her handlers in the McCain campaign wouldn’t let her run (a mistake, I think, even at the level of photo-op), no doubt because they feared another opportunity to go “off script,” to “go rogue.”

But run she does (and falls, but so what?), and when it is all over and she has lost the vice presidency and resigned the governorship, she goes on a long run and rehearses in her mind the eventful year she has chronicled. And as she runs, she achieves equilibrium and hope: “We’ve been through amazing days, and really, there wasn’t one thing to complain about. I feel such freedom, such hope, such thankfulness for our country, a place where nothing is hopeless.”

The message is clear. America can’t be stopped. I can’t be stopped. I’ve stumbled and fallen, but I always get up and run again. Her political opponents, especially those who dismissed Ronald Reagan before he was elected, should take note. Wherever you are, you better watch out. Sarah Palin is coming to town.

  © Blogger templates Sunset by Ourblogtemplates.com 2008

Back to TOP