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Palin's pressure on the pressPosted Tuesday, October 7, 2008, at 9:59 AM
I feel sort of ... well, unloved... today.
Because I'm a member of the media. And, because of that, sweet, smiling Sarah Palin just doesn't care about me.
In fact, she might just hate me.
Reporters weren't allowed to talk to the audience at a Palin appearance Monday in Florida.
A reporter asked one of Palin's keepers -- the campaign calls them "escorts" -- why the press couldn't mingle, according to the St. Petersburg Times.
The reply: "In the past, negative things have been written."
And this, a direct quote from last week's debate:
"I like being able to answer these tough questions without the filter...of the mainstream media kind of telling viewer what they've just heard. I'd rather just be able to speak to the American people like we just did."
Offended? Darn right I am! But I'll admit I've usually tuned out the post-debate talking heads in the past few years. They're my fellow media people, though, and that's how they earn their money, so I'll support 'em.
Four sentences later in the debate, she said, "We have to fight for our freedoms."
That freedom includes freedom of communication.
My major impression of Sarah is that she's kinda cute (hey, it's a man thing...), even if she needs to cut down the old lady bun on the back of her head. And, more seriously, she could go far in politics if she can keep relating to average people.
But shutting herself off from the media -- one of her connections to the people, whether she and her handlers like it or not -- isn't helping.
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David Melson is a copy editor and staff writer for the Times-Gazette.
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