Shit's Personal Now

I haven't been paying much attention to the "fact"-checking of Palin's book; I've assumed it's pretty much all bullshit, and entire lifetimes could be swallowed up by trying to wade through to any semblance of the truth.

But now I find out she's somehow snared one of my all-time guys, John Wooden, into her cobwebs of bullshit? Oh, HELL no!!

I say, I say now - this means, WAR, son!!!