Slaughter with Sarah Palin

I recently allowed myself the heartache and horror that came with watching the new TLC show Sarah Palin’s Alaska. Now i suppose i should have known that this show would be disturbing on the most basic level considering this is the channel that brought Toddlers in Tiaras, John & Kate Plus 8 (the ultimate guide to parenting), followed by Kate Plus 8 (the ultimate guide to whoring one’s children out to receive 15.4 minutes of fame), and of course Sister Wives (a look into the love that is found between a balding Mormon man and his many lady loves) into the homes of thousands. 

So enter Sarah P. in camo waders teaching her fellow americans about how to properly raise their children, and the wonders of this large state she now seems to own. Now here i was believing that Alaska belonged to many beard wearing mountain men. Silly me, after the elections i should know that Sarah has taken Alaska away from its previous owner, Balto. 

This episode that i watched focused on salmon, the audience watched in epic fascination as we learned about fishing, and its complicated ins and outs. This seems appropriate considering it seems as though she named all her children after tackle. 

Then there was a wonderful scene of fish slaughter. This, i assume, was Mrs. P trying to relate to the trailer park demographic that really believe that she is second only to god, and possibly Kid Rock. This was pretty much the extent of this show on the frigid frontier. Slaughter, it seems, is the main theme of this show. Considering that hunting and gathering seems to be Alaska's favorite past time (screw baseball) this seems that it is only appropriate. In the next episode Americans across the country can look forward watching P.money go hunting and say 20 times per episode that this isn't what divas/normal people do. 

She's really into driving that home. Divas don't scrub the deck of a fishing boat and so on. Well to you, Sarah darling, i say it must be so very hard not being a normal person. Normal people tend to have more than a high school diploma, and at times know what they are seeing from the porch at their house is not Russia, its just a boat. No one will ever again call you normal, diva-like, or intelligent rest assured.