Sarah Palin Fakes Another Pregnancy -- Nobody Notices

Alaska's former pageant governor and Down's Syndrome fetishizer, Sarah Palin's stock has fallen, even with the rîz of the Clown King, which is the raison de raison of her next intended spawn who was, at election time, already a bun ready to pop from another oven and boasting genetic anomola. The current administration has room for only one drama queen, however, so she'd better be careful of hanging too long by the telephone, lest she miss a call from one of her business partners in a thinktank for "conservative" propaganda to be funded by the beauty products industry by way of inline clickbait advert-education. This is the way that advertizers now prefer to think of their product-- as part of a larger narrative that implies a certain lifestyle, and even alludes to the values of God and Family that one might seek by alignment with the brand to project as a part of your own personal brand. Okay, so they were always doing that, but the actual deterrirorialization and reterritorialization of the very terms of reality by way of "reality" television in which the soap operas are acted out by people or holographic projections in the Real world which have now taken over even the highest levels of government and society began, some might say, with the minor pageant loser turned would-be queen of the world, Sarah Palin, who managed to spin her almost-Clown-Queen run into a few more iterations of "reality" teevee. The marketers above the marketers of the thinktank felt that her presence could only serve to dilute the purity of the Clown King's brand. Plus she's perky and her hair looks better than his and she really wanted a chance to throw some bumpersticker level one-liners at horrible Hillary. Each of those slogans would have provided nearly endless clicks in the event that her next turn on the stage ended like the previous.