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Sarah Palin inspires me to spit nails. With my words, of course, as any decent aspiring journalist would.

Please don't misunderstand. I'm a feminist when it counts, and I'll pump a fist in the air to support strong women toppling tradition and societal norms.

But, Sarah Palin? Aleutian Barbie? The walking Lenscrafters advertisement? The hypocritical contradiction? Dolores Umbridge bolstering the Muggle world? Mother of Track, Trig, Bristol, Willow, and Piper? How much is McCain's choice a sincere attempt to change American politics versus a sheer ploy to alienate the American public?

Granted, I still haven't decisively cast my vote. I'll do my additional research and watch the election play out until November. I'll mail my absentee and watch the world unfold.

Change is imminent, but only in terms of gender or race. How much can either candidate truly reshape our nation? How much change is our nation prepared to accept?

I'm sick of bipartisan politics; maybe this isn't the answer. I'm prepared for change, but we're all just riding the median. There's no such thing as an extremist in America. There are those that believe in the American identity, and those that do not. There are the faithful and the jaded, the blind and the blindfolded.

There's no conclusion to my pseudo-editorial. I'm just angry. Maybe soon enough I'll find a better way to express it with words.

If not, there's always Quidditch.