Legs & Scenery: Watching "Sarah Palin's Alaska"

So she drags her daughter and her niece to go fishing by some bears. It's clear that no one but the bush plane pilot has ever done this before, and they spend most of their time agonizing that no one's caught any fish despite the fact that the boat is floating atop a giant school of salmon. Then bears show up and do a tepid demonstration of bear-like behavior.
Dana: I wouldn’t be surprised if they had just been let out of a cage moments before.
Sadly, Palin's hope that a Mama Grizzly shows up is not realized.
Dana: I know that I've openly wished on many occasions that someone should meet their untimely death via a bear mauling, but at this point in the show (approx 15 minutes in) I'm prostrate on the floor, begging for this to happen.
Maud: Yeah, it’s hard not to wish the thing would morph into a National Geographic special with a “tragic” ending. Also, this is every bit as boring as Nancy Franklin said.
“If we had that in Wasilla, I would be outside 24/7 eating popcorn on a chair,” says Piper of a bear brawl scene that was probably filmed separately and inserted later.
Dana: What kid would say that? She was fed that line.
Maud: Clearly, these kids really love The Great Outdoors.
Maud: Seriously, what is the point of this show? Are we supposed to think that the Palin clan is always out in a float plane fishing with bears? Or are they tourists, and we’re along for the ride? Not that it isn’t thrilling to watch Palin continuously checking her email.
Dana: Blackberry must be a sponsor.
Maud: I think my favorite part so far is when she turns to the camera and just casually says, “Alaska leads the nation in float plane fatalities!” Or whatever it was.
Dana: …a message from the Alaskan Tourism Board.
Next scene: I Can See Russia From My Couch.
In the Palin household you're required to wear short shorts and Bump-Its. Sarah sits in front of the computer, apparently searching for something on Bing (so that's who uses it!) and averting another teen pregnancy in her household by announcing that the toddler gates for Trig are also meant to keep boys out of the upstairs.
Dana: That’s right: In Alaska, contraception = toddler gates
Maud: Yeah, who needs sex ed when you have toddler gates?
Maud: And who’s that changing the baby’s diaper?
Maud: And where is Bristol?
Dana: I just realized the chief appeal of this show: legs & scenery.
Called upon to stoke the ire of her Tea Party minions, Sarah rushes to her home TV studio, puts on some sort of red suit jacket and booties, and hits her talking points. Afterward, she confirms with Todd that letting Bush’s tax cuts expire will “affect how many guys you would hire.” They exchange Amens.
Dana: This is so boring.
Maud: To us, maybe, but a million fundamentalists just achieved simultaneous orgasm.
Next scene: Get in the van.
They all hop into something Sarah refers to as an RV but actually resembles Kenny Rogers’ tour bus. They go to a climbing school (and again, has Sarah ever actually done anything physical outdoors before?) and tease us with the possibility of Sarah getting swallowed up by a crevasse while she's snow-shoeing it across the tundra. At some point, it's implied that they're going to climb Mt McKinley, but they have to turn back because of the weather.
Maud: One of the overarching themes in this show is the absence of any affection whatsoever between Sarah and Todd. They really don’t like each other at all! Not that you can blame them.
Dana: It’s painful to see the contrast of Sarah's midwestern chit-chat vs. Todd's silent, dead-eyed brooding. He’s a perfect example of Arendt's concept of the banality of evil. They clearly hate each other. And Is it just me or does he have meth face?
Maud: OMG, now that you mention it, I’m pretty sure I saw his twin brother in that Faces of Meth lineup that was going around.
Next scene: Your guys' safety is the key-most factor.
They go to a glacier. She straddles a crevasse, whinging all the way. We're hoping she gets sucked down into it. The film crew forces us to watch ten minutes of footage of Sarah scaling a 15-foot rock face.
Dana: I remember doing Outward Bound in 8th grade and it was harder than that. Goddammit, is she wearing rented shoes?
Maud: This is even less exciting than all the footage of her checking email. Also, what’s with the whingeing? Christ. I mean, I hate heights, too, but I didn’t pitch an Alaskan wilderness-adventure show to every major network. Remember the part earlier where she was totally trying to emasculate her father because he hadn’t done the two-week climb up Mt. McKinley?
Dana: I genuinely believe that the creators of this show have vastly overestimated the American public’s interest in rock faces and glaciers. Absent the promise of death, of course.
Maud: I want to believe that even the short-shorts won’t boost ratings, but I dunno.
Dana: I'm also beginning to suspect that the Democrats have concocted this show as a secret means of killing Sarah Palin.
Maud: It figures they’d be about as successful at that as they are at passing legislation when they control both houses of Congress.
Dana: I know it's cliche to say "I want that hour of my life back" but in this case I feel so passionate about it that I'm willing to take it all the way to the Supreme Court.
Maud: I’m sorry I made you watch it. You might want to skip the appeal to the Roberts Court, though.
Dana: Hey, it’s time to watch the other, better zombie show, where the protagonists are way better hunters than these assholes.
CONCLUSION: Truly a waste of an hour. Dana can't imagine who would go back to watch a second episode unless Palin climbs up a rock face to discover the 20th Duggar baby. Maud will spend the day hitting reload on Palin’s Facebook page where, as of this moment, her most recent post about the show has 13,828 “likes” and 1,606 fawning comments like this one: “Sarah, after watching Alaska last night, i can't believe how accomplished you are and how anyone could ever call you dumb!! their just jealous!”
D.E. Rasso is a writer and blogger who has spoken inexpertly on the topics of music criticism, the future of publishing, Internet impostors, and weird things from dollar stores. Her essay, "The Rules of Repulsion," recently appeared in the critically acclaimed anthology, Love Is a Four-Letter Word.
Maud Newton has been writing about writing and reading at her blog since 2002.
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Just seeing her photo gives me gas. And not in a good way.
Wish they had all gotten et by the bear.
Every family in Alaska (aka Real Murrica) has a 2 gallon juicer on their kitchen counter. Beacuse of the massive govt. handouts to AK citizens I presume?
This was exquisite. (And BTW, in my household you're required to wear bandannas and birth control.)
God also created Sarah Palin. Which is why I'm having a serious crisis of faith.
Wait, you actually watched that show, which just makes no sense, and then you got me to read about you watching that show?!? Nice work.
Next time more wine.
Survivalist pornography.
My car-wreck curiosity about this show was happily defeated by my stronger desire not to give this awful woman any more attention.
She built that fence so high that she can no longer see Russia.
DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE HER
After reading this, it's now obvious to me her main mission is to raise strippers for the Apocalypse. Thus the short-shorts.
Thank you for watching it so I don't have to.
More Dana! And more Maud too, of course.
All credibility was lost with 'hats at the dining table.'
They're allowed? THEY'RE ALLOWED!?!