Camille Paglia writes this Salon article about Palin, Ayers, etc.

How dare Palin not embrace abortion as the ultimate civilized ideal
of modern culture? How tacky that she speaks in a vivacious regional
accent indistinguishable from that of Western Canada! How risible that
she graduated from the University of Idaho and not one of those plush,
pampered commodes of received opinion whose graduates, in their rush to
believe the worst about her, have demonstrated that, when it comes to
sifting evidence, they don’t know their asses from their elbows.

Liberal
Democrats are going to wake up from their sadomasochistic, anti-Palin
orgy with a very big hangover. The evil genie released during this
sorry episode will not so easily go back into its bottle. A shocking
level of irrational emotionalism and at times infantile rage was
exposed at the heart of current Democratic ideology — contradicting
Democratic core principles of compassion, tolerance and independent
thought. One would have to look back to the Eisenhower 1950s for
parallels to this grotesque lock-step parade of bourgeois
provincialism, shallow groupthink and blind prejudice.

I like
Sarah Palin, and I’ve heartily enjoyed her arrival on the national
stage. As a career classroom teacher, I can see how smart she is — and
quite frankly, I think the people who don’t see it are the stupid ones,
wrapped in the fuzzy mummy-gauze of their own worn-out partisan dogma.
So she doesn’t speak the King’s English — big whoop! There is a
powerful clarity of consciousness in her eyes. She uses language with
the jumps, breaks and rippling momentum of a be-bop saxophonist. I
stand on what I said (as a staunch pro-choice advocate) in my last two
columns — that Palin as a pro-life wife, mother and ambitious
professional represents the next big shift in feminism. Pro-life women
will save feminism by expanding it, particularly into the more
traditional Third World.

Catch this about William Ayers and his wife, Bernardine Dohrn and don’t miss Paglia’s slam of the national media at the end.
 

Ayers comes off in the film [2002 documentary “The Weather Underground] as a vapid, slightly dopey, chronic
juvenile with stunted powers of ethical reasoning. The real revelation
is his wife, Bernardine Dohrn (who evidently worked at the same large
Chicago law firm as Michelle Obama in the mid-1990s). Of course I had
heard of Dohrn — hers was one of the most notorious names of our
baby-boom generation — and I knew her black-and-white police mug shot.
But I had never seen footage of her speaking or interacting with
others. Well, it’s pretty obvious who wears the pants in that family!

The
mystery of Bernardine Dohrn: How could such a personable, attractive,
well-educated young woman end up saying such things at a 1969 political
rally as this (omitted in the film) about the Manson murders: “Dig it.
First they killed those pigs, then they ate dinner in the same room
with them. They even shoved a fork into a victim’s stomach. Wild!” And
how could Dohrn have so ruthlessly pursued a decade-long crusade of
hatred and terrorism against innocent American citizens and both
private and public property?

“The Weather Underground” never
searches for answers, but it does show Dohrn, then and now, as a
poised, articulate woman of extremely high intelligence and surprising
inwardness. The audio extra of her reading the collective’s first
public communiqu? (“Revolutionary violence is the only way”) is
chilling. But the tumultuous footage of her 1980 surrender to federal
authorities is a knockout. Mesmerized, I ran the clip six or seven
times of her seated at a lawyer’s table while reading her still defiant
statement. The sober scene — with Dohrn hyper-alert in a handsome
turtleneck and tweedy jacket — was tailor-made for Jane Fonda in her
“Klute” period, androgynous shag. Only illegalities by federal
investigators prevented Dohrn from being put away on ice for a long,
long time.

Given that Obama had served on a Chicago board with Ayers and
approved funding of a leftist educational project sponsored by Ayers,
one might think that the unrepentant Ayers-Dohrn couple might be of
some interest to the national media. But no, reporters have been too
busy playing mini-badminton with every random spitball about Sarah
Palin, who has been subjected to an atrocious and at times delusional
level of defamation merely because she has the temerity to hold
pro-life views.