As you may have heard, the woman who was once potentially a myocardial infarction away from the Big Red Doomsday Button appeared at the NRA's rootin tootin' let's go shootin' national convention this past weekend in America's ugliest city, Indianapolis. Griftin' grandma Sarah Palin wowed the crowd with the kind of well-articulated theories of governance you might expect to hear in a VFW parking lot an hour after the bar closed.