Class warfare, Republican-style

Bristol Palin was a swarthy, big-haired (think Snooki), late-blooming high school grad who became single mom at 18. Meghan McCain was a rich, spoiled, blond, Valley Girl who attended prep schools and Columbia Univ. What happens when you put these polar opposite felines into the same room? "Train wreck" springs to mind. And so it came to pass. During "first contact" on the 2008 campaign trail, Bristol said Meghan contemptuously "ignored us during the entire visit." Some excerpts from Bristol's "vicious little book" (as Andrew Sullivan calls it): "Every time we saw Meghan, she seemed to be constantly checking us out, comparing my family to hers and complaining. Oh the complaining. ... I'd never seen people with so much Louis Vuitton luggage, so many cell phones, and so many constant helpers to do hair and makeup." (Cue the cat hiss.) So, I take it Meghan is not Bristol's BFF. Oh, to have been a fly on the wall when these two interacted. I suspect Hannibal Lector would size up Bristol pretty much the way he assessed Agent Starling (Jodie Foster) in The Silence of the Lambs: "You know what you look like to me, with your good bag and your cheap shoes? A well scrubbed, hustling rube with a little taste. Good nutrition's given you some length of bone - which explains that Dancing with the Stars gig. But you're not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you, Agent Starling, I mean, Bristol? And that accent you've tried so desperately to shed: pure West Alaska." Heh. Oh I kid Ms. Palin.