Never answer anything using more than three words. Yes, no. I’m not sure.

Then just let her go.

Zakaria on Palin. Understated, accurate.

What a contrast. A night cheering and jeering the ultimate disappointment of political debate followed by a morning when we celebrate the life and times of what, by all accounts I’ve read, was one a heck of a life well lived.

Here is a recent, in-depth VF article on Paul Newman.

So it’s Friday night. I have negotiated the night off from childcare and am heading over to a friend’s house to watch the debate.

I can’t wait. It’s bigger than the Superbowl to me and I am a major NFL fan.

But I don’t matter. I know who I am voting for. So does anyone with even a passing interest in these candidates, politics, America, or anything that happens to be on the news, ever.

None of us matter. We will watch the debate. Score at home. Watch the blowhards blow. Chug a few brews. Go home. Get fired up for Thursday night.

Let’s say there are a thousand of us. OK, for argument’s sake, let’s say a hundred million. And we’re all glued to the TV tonight.

What percentage of that 100 million are undecided? What disinterested, undecided person in their right mind would blow a Friday night watching this boring crap?

So does it matter? I know debates are supposedly the biggest thing in elections. Maybe it’s true. But somehow I feel like all the hype is nothing more than political masturbation.

Then again, I love masturbation. So I’ve got to run. Enjoy the show.

Any pundit or politician who says Palin connects with people because she talks like “regular Americans” thinks regular Americans are complete idiots.

Our contempt (even though much of that contempt is manufactured for cheap campaign points) for intellect in the political sphere may ultimately be our undoing.