I used to read Andrew Sullivan until I decided that he had irretrievably gone off the deep end, and that was before he took up his gynecological research crusade on Sarah Palin. However, there are several blogs I read who are posting on this masterpiece of obsession and hysteria:
There is no proof here of anything, but there is a much more nuanced and detailed narrative of the events (especially now we have Palin’s first considered version of the events since the campaign) that when taken together has definitely helped illuminate what was once obscure and, well, bizarre.
In the Freudian sense, hysteria is a disease of “of the female sexual and reproductive organs.” In Sullivan’s case, the organs are on someone else, but it’s hysteria all the same. That the organs are on someone else may also explain why Sullivan insists that Trig is Bristol Palin’s birth child – no matter that Bristol delivered a full-term baby eight months after Trig’s birth.
Sullivan says he’s hit a lacuna, and Jules Crittenden looks into it with the dignity and reserve it calls for,
For anyone who’s wondering, a “lacuna” is a gap in a manuscript or, anatomically, in tissue such as bone. I know it sounds like a place in Maui where you relax with tropical drinks, but it isn’t. In Sullivan’s case, the lacuna would appear to specifically refer to his latest gap in rationality, though that’s probably better described as more of a sharp dip in a cavernous trough.
Ace says that Andrew Sullivan’s Mixture of Weed, X, and Steroids Results in Super-Mutation Rendering Him Immune to Irony – the X being ecstasy, I suppose – and concludes,
This isn’t a Freudian slip — this is the whole damn Freudian marina
But don’t miss last June’s article by Christopher Badeaux, Through the Looking Glass With Andrew Sullivan. It’s the ultimate take-down on Sullivan’s hubris.