On this page Sarah says, “By the end of summer, Todd and I didn’t want to spend more time apart. So we took our broke butts down to the Palmer Courthouse and lassoed a magistrate to pronounce us man and wife. Our witnesses would come from where they often do at this courthouse, across the street at the old folks’ home.

“I walked over to the Palmer Pioneers Home to see who was available, and Todd followed me in the car, saying, ‘See if you can find a couple of people who can make it to the car without wheelchairs.’

“I couldn’t find any who fit the bill. But I found a nice elderly man with a walker and a kindly old lady in a wheelchair who agreed to see us into matrimony. They couldn’t squeeze into Todd’s little Honda coupe, so we had no choice but to escort them across the street, where, on August 29, 1988, those nice Alaska pioneers witnessed the beginning of two lives joined together at the Palmer Courthouse. The magistrate, Mrs. Fife, was young and brand new to the position, and she cried as she read the boilerplate vows. Then we walked our witnesses back across the street and stopped by the Wendy’s drive-thru for our wedding dinner.”

Oh blessed day!! Can we not see the whole scene and tableau in the vaulted hall and court of our imagination?!? The five figures: Lachrymose young Mrs. Pike; the kindly old lady and gentleman; the feisty young Alaskana couple, very much in love, and setting out boldly on life’s adventures!

But if we gaze a bit more closely, now not so much with the eyes of imagination, but with the eyes of contemplation, can we not, even with our limited and straitened understanding, perceive a tiny bit of the REALITY that was unfolding on that bright day, in those seemingly simple events? Many of us believe, and certainly ardently hope, that Sarah will be our President someday soon.

Nay, we go beyond that level, and perceive in her a second founder of our Republic: As George Washington was the Father of His Country, so Sarah Palin will be the Mother of Her Country. If this is the case, may we not be permitted piously to suppose that, even though outwardly only five individuals were present on that August day in the late 80′s, in fact, the Lord sent many angels to watch over this very special couple?

May we not see that, while their “butts” may have been “broke,” as Sarah says, they were already rich in many other ways: Rich in character; rich in courage; rich in spirit; rich in love of God, family, state, and country? Indeed, while I am looking forward to the spectacle of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Prince William and Kate (our UK friends are very good at these things!), can we not see in the matrimony of 29 August, 1988 a marriage that very possibly has been even more momentous for the future and destiny of the West than the British wedding will be?

Ah, those magnificent Horse Guards of Her Majesty’s Royal Household that will be on display soon in London!!–but I think that I may be permitted to believe that Todd and Sarah were accompanied to their nuptials by an even more splendid, if invisible, equipage and escort!!

These thoughts, then, bring us back around to the first part of these reflections.

While the works and lying “wonders” of the Left may seem impressive outwardly, with their bluster and blabbering about “educational ideals,” and “art,” and the “humanities,” and “helping the poor,” and “helping the working man/woman,”etc., etc., their reality is revealed and exposed as deception, as theft, as lying, as slander (especially of Sarah), as treason.

With Todd and Sarah’s wedding day, we behold the complete opposite: Humble and quiet outward appearances and beginnings that concealed and cloaked a reality fraught with fate, fraught with glory, fraught with the triumph of the United States of America over her dire foes “foreign and domestic”… fraught with hidden but true beauty!!

May the Good Lord grant us always wisdom and insight and understanding!

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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.

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