For the past few posts, I've been voicing my disdain for Sarah Palin.I really shouldn't do that at all, because politics can, very truthfully, make me look like Jerry Lewis trying to explain quantum physics. There is a reason for this today. The reason being is I felt like she was picked only to placate the women who wouldn't have the opportunity to vote for Hillary Clinton in November and I still believe so. Since then, Americans have found out more about a person that no one has actually ever heard from. We know that she has five children, she's caught in a state government scandal, her seventeen year old daughter is pregnant, she looks like Peggy Hill and dressed up as Tina Fey for Halloween. If anything, she's really wide open for people to take potshots at her. The biggest thing that throws many is the fact that Palin is a member for the NRA and actually hunts in her native Alaska. While I have a problem with almost all of of the woman's politics, for an amazing reason, I don't really have fault with Governor Palin out in the woods with a shotgun.
From what I've seen and read about the state, Alaska is vast frontier filled with wilderness and ice. The sun shines for days on end and with it get's dark finally, it get's dark. There's nothing you can do about it. The population there isn't much according to the U.S. Census
with only 670,053 humans there in 2006. What else are you going to find in a place like that, other than lots and lots of cold? Animals. that's right: Birds, bugs, bears and bucks. Along with whales, seals, fish and other water based creatures. The state of Alaska is truly America's wild state and not because the folks get cabin fever there for two-thirds of the year.
Alaska is also known for the people known as Inuit, who were called Eskimo when I was growing up. I had heard many tales for these people, some slightly stereotypical. Inuits lived in igloos, they all wore pelts and they ate blubber. As it turned out for me at least, one of those facts turned out to be true. I always wondered when I heard that the Inuit eat blubber or more simply animal fat to stay warm in the cold weather, i was kind of shocked. Then a few months ago, I happened to catch an episode of one of my favorite-of all-time shows, "No Reservations with Anthony Bordain
" where the show takes a trip to Alaska. Tony met a Inuit family who in the middle of Winter, catch a Beluga whale in the frozen ice by shooting it, taking it home and eating it. Not cooking it, but actually eating it rare. You could see the the look on Tony's face and you can't really fault him. Sure, it not what you expect, but it is what it is. Here are a people who grew up up hunters and did what they had to do to survive. To see a happy family enjoying a meal is a special thing, but to see that same family digging into the carcass of a whale with blood caked faces really throws you, but you can't knock them for it.
I say all that to say this. There's no way around it when you think about it. Sometimes, if you really need to survive, no matter where you are, you have to eat. Okay, I'm not saying that Sarah Palin eats moose knuckles, but until we find out of that email hack reveals a recipe for knuckles flambe' in it, what happens in Alaska kitchens, stays in Alaska kitchens. Hunting is probably the only excitement that she knows since there's not much to do there other than the Iditerod. Governor Palin has a membership in the NRA and I wouldn't bne surprised if there's many in the Alaska who are also signed up. I don't see why you'd want to really hunt wolves in a helicopter with an AK-47, but I guess that's how they do things there.
I truthfully don't agree with anything that Governor Palin says, not to mention what her running mate has to say. Still, you have to give it up to a person who can get out there with a shotgun and take out a large animal with some sort of cool nerve. Govenor Palin has to feed her family and I'll bet if it came down to it, she could shoot gut, clean and serve up a fierce dinner, then have the recipe ready for Rachel Ray's show. For that is how they do things in the wilds of Alaska, where men are men, women can be Governor and every bird, beast, fowl and fish is scared as Hell for their lives.
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