Andrew Halcro's final take-down of Going Rogue can be read in full here. Once again, it reveals the endless omissions of salient fact and concoctions of pure fantasy that mark this disgrace of an un-fact-checked, unedited celebrity-vehicle published solely for money and political insurance. Palin revels in the cowardice of a bully:
There is no personal growth in the entire book, from the beginning where she blames the old boy network (Ruedrich, Allen, Stevens, Murkowski) to the final chapter of blaming the new boy network (Schmidt, Bitney, Wallace et al.) she exhibits no personal growth as a person, a candidate or in her role as an elected official.
In every capacity she is always the aggrieved party, even when she is in charge and has the power to change the circumstances. But more importantly, her tale of woe proves one thing; Sarah Palin is no Barracuda, she's more like a spineless jelly fish...
And of course my favorite part she left out was the truthful nature of our very limited and brief discussions prior to the 2006 campaign.
She left out how we were brought together to meet by Andre McLeod and in fact we only talked twice...twice, about our thoughts regarding the upcoming gubernatorial campaign; once at Cafe Del Mundo in December of 2004 and again in June of 2005 in Palin's living room.
Why did she exaggerate our discussions? Because the third time we met we were both well on the campaign trail and that was the infamous April 19, 2006 meeting at the Hotel Captain Cook when she looked across the table and said: "Andrew, I watch you at these debates with no notes, no papers and yet when asked questions you spout off facts, figures and policies and I'm amazed. But then I look out into the audience and I ask myself, does any of this really matter."
In the end, the self-serving smears of others and fantastic lies about herself will be much more widely understood and known. We have plenty of time.