An All Too Convenient Lie - Sarah Palin's pregnancy hoax, the Republican Party and the Fundamentalists - UPDATE!

Sarah Palin at the RGA conference on April 17, 2008 (video)

Guest post by kilob

Is Sarah Palin the quintessential frontier woman or just laying claim to the biggest hoax in American history where ignorance and intelligence have collided head on, or is she someone with a special calling that a majority of the population either doesn’t care to listen to or refuse to board the SS Palin into the abyss? After following the near daily escapades of the former governor, former mayor and current talking head for the real people of the United States, Sarah Palin has shown versatility unseen before in American politics. She’s the Republicans leading rock star, but how long can they survive relying on the one woman band whose past 3 years was built on a huge fabricated lie?

Sarah Palin demands all America to suspend common sense when it deals with her life and family, whilst at the same time preaching common sense conservatism, with no proof she knows what it means beyond the daily briefings she receives via Blackberry. Such new findings are then relayed to her enthusiastic followers on Twitter and Facebook. Since being chosen by John McCain to complete his ticket for the 2008 National election, Sarah’s rise to fame and now mega fortune must now be looked at with common sense and rational thought. As the first female Governor in the state of Alaska, Palin parlayed her position as elected leader of a state to national prominence. The sheer amount of coincidences that had to come into play for that to happen is mind boggling. Are they just coincidences or a planned pattern of deception played against the citizens of the US for a larger objective?

By news accounts available, John McCain first met Sarah Palin in February 2008 at the National Governors Association meeting. What they may have discussed is unknown, but something evidently caught John’s wandering eye. On March 4, 2008 McCain clinched a majority of Republican National Convention delegates to lockup his party’s nomination for President. Was it by sheer coincidence that the following day March 5th, Sarah Palin, the little known Governor of Alaska announced that she was pregnant with a child who it was revealed days after his birth had special needs. While it is known that children born with Trisomy 21 are more likely to be born to older mothers than younger, one has to wonder whether Palin’s pregnancy with who we now know as Trig, God’s will or a well orchestrated plan to gobble up pro-life votes ahead of the 2008 election, and to lure pro-life voters away from the Democratic party in an attempt to defeat Barack Obama for the US Presidency.

John McCain meets Billy and Franklin Graham in June 2008

In June of 2008, John McCain flew to Asheville, North Carolina to meet with Billy Graham and his son, Franklin, to discuss the Graham’s assistance in lining up the evangelical vote leading up to the election. Franklin Graham’s ties to Alaska are well known through his leadership of Samaritan’s Purse. Samaritan’s Purse is an international relief organization which has provided food aid around the globe, but ironically to Alaskan natives during their harsh winters and extreme remote locales with their large fleet of fixed and rotary aircraft that contain everything from small single engine aircraft, helicopters and even a corporate Dassault Falcon 50 jet for long range travel. The ties of Franklin Graham and Sarah Palin revolve around Samaritan’s Purse and Sarah PAC donation drives in the lower Yukon, but Franklin Graham also owns property in Alaska. The Palin / Graham connection is of prime importance because the United States has never had a poster child for the pro-life movement like, Sarah Palin, who was chosen by John McCain to be his Vice President nominee over more highly qualified candidates both male and female.

What attraction did Sarah Palin have for John McCain as his Vice President? It certainly wasn’t her record as governor of Alaska as she had very few accomplishments in her short tenure in the position. With the assistance of both Alaskan Senators Murkowski and Stevens, Palin politicked for a bridge to link Gravina Island to the town of Ketchikan. Remember the infamous Bridge to Nowhere? When it wasn’t politically acceptable for her conservative values, she finally rejected the project, but kept the money for other Alaskan uses. One other glowing accomplishment on Palin’s resume was to raise the taxes on oil companies doing business in Alaska to order to increase her citizen’s annual Alaskan Permanent Fund payout which clearly raised her poll numbers. The people in the lower 48 thank you for their higher gas prices, Mrs. Palin.

(this card was sent out by Sarah Palin to a supporter)

Was John McCain awestruck that he had a chance to win an election by placing all his high roller chips on a pro-life woman who just coincidently had recently given birth to a special needs baby, or were there other factors brought to bear during his visit with the Graham’s in North Carolina?
Was Sarah Palin’s pregnancy of the child, Trig, a gift from God to allow her to be placed into the second highest political office or was the pregnancy a ruse born out of a political need to further mutual causes? From the first day she was introduced by John McCain at the 2008 Republican National Convention, Sarah Palin proudly displayed her pro-life ideology for all to see and hear. It’s clear now, in hindsight, that her pro-life / anti abortion stance played a large part to motivate like minded voters to cast their votes for the McCain / Palin ticket.

The announcement that Sarah Palin was pregnant came in her 7th month in March 2008. Her own staff were stunned by the news, and many Alaskan’s themselves were left scratching their heads because Palin didn’t look naturally pregnant. There are few pictures of a pregnant Sarah other than staged photos of her wearing oversized clothing accessorized with decorative scarves. One would think there would be at least one photograph of her in traditional pregnancy clothing uncoated within the warm confines of the Governor’s office or AK department head meetings. However, there are none whatsoever that have been released or can be found on the internet besides one photo that after investigation which suggests that Palin was wearing a similar sort of padded empathy belly used in Hollywood television shows and movies to make fans believe that an actress was pregnant.

(Sarah Palin on April 13, 2008 - see the photo album)

Anchorage Daily News, April 22, 2008

Trig Paxson Van Palin was supposedly born on April 18, 2008, one month early after enduring a heroic trans-continental journey which his mother Sarah decided was more important than her own baby’s health concerns which included issues common to premature babies afflicted with Trisomy 21. Much has been written about Sarah Palin’s wild ride just prior to Trig’s miraculous delivery to the Palin Family. Sarah’s father Chuck Heath provided commentary that his daughter had amniotic leakage prior to her speech to the Texas Governors Forum in Dallas on April 17, 2008. Prior to her flight from Anchorage to Seattle and then to Dallas, Palin dismissed her Alaskan Trooper security detail for the trip as an unnecessary cost to the state of Alaska, explaining that her husband, Todd, could provide her with any necessary security in Dallas. If Alaskan Troopers were present and aware their Governor was in pre-delivery distress, they would have forced her to immediately travel to the nearest Dallas hospital equipped to handle a high risk pregnancy. The lack of AK Troopers to provide even minimal security efforts in Dallas lends credence to the Trig birth cover up. Clearly it was more important for the Palin’s to return to Wasilla via a flight from Dallas, a stopover and plane change in Seattle and on to Anchorage, then a drive to a small town hospital not equipped to handle Trig’s high risk delivery.

The excuse we’ve been told by none other than Sarah’s own husband was “we couldn’t have a fish picker born in Texas”. That statement causes great concern because they placed the final location of Trig’s birth above his own health and wellbeing. Within days of his delivery, photos of Trig appeared in the Anchorage Daily News, the daily newspaper serving the southern area of Alaska. What is telling of the ADN photos was the baby offered for publication was neither a pre-mature infant nor one suffering the known breathing maladies seen in pre-mature Trisomy 21 children. Even after some people in Alaska questioned the validity of the Sarah Palin pregnancy, no documentary proof has been offered. Why is that? Could it be that the “gift from God” is a convenient lie to promote the agenda of a group within the Republican Party?

Includes footage with Sarah Palin at the RGA conference on April 17, 2008

Once Sarah Palin was introduced by John McCain at the Republican National Convention, questions swirled regarding the persisting rumors that Trig Palin wasn’t Sarah and Todd Palin’s natural born child. As if on command, a news release announced that Bristol Palin, Sarah’s eldest daughter was pregnant and delivery was expected in January 2009. This was followed by what would become the ultimate embarrassing situation for their lovely daughter as Bristol was marched out on stage in blooming pregnancy for the world to see. This was followed by the well scripted press releases that Bristol was pro-life, and abortion was out of the question. We also learned the unwed Bristol and her baby’s father planned on getting married. It made for great television and rallied the evangelical right for their expected rise in after convention poll numbers. From the time the RNC convention ended to the final hours of the election, American heard a steady stream of pro-life / anti abortion rhetoric from both John McCain as well as Sarah Palin. One segment of America awaited the release of Sarah Palin’s medical information. They waited patiently day after day, but no such release occurred until four hours before the November national election was to begin. What was released was a letter which adopted typical boiler plate medical terminology from Sarah Palin’s personal physician, Cathy Baldwin-Johnson. Included in the medical release was a statement that Sarah Palin gave birth to five live children. From that release, America was led to believe Trig Palin was naturally born to Sarah and her husband. Not so fast, Mrs. Palin!

Sarah Palin on April 14, 2008 - Part of the published MSNBC-Crivella emails - fek9wnr@yahoo.com was Todd's email address

When questions continued regarding the birth of Trig Palin kept being asked, Dr. Cathy Baldwin-Johnson met with staff of the Anchorage Daily News for a possible news story on the subject. Was Dr. Baldwin-Johnson carrying proof approved by Sarah Palin to refute the birth lie allegations? No, instead she brought along her personal attorney and answered “No comment” when asked if she had delivered Trig. Is this the proverbial smoking gun? No, it’s just another bullet. One other bullet that now has been revealed is Bristol Palin was actively trying to get pregnant leading up to the 2008 RNC convention, which she clearly succeeded in accomplishing. Was Bristol Palin’s pregnancy a planned production to first cover up the fact Sarah’s pregnancy with Trig was a lie of epic proportions, by trying to cover up rampant Alaskan rumors that Bristol was previously pregnant during the Summer and Fall of 2007? There is photographic proof Bristol was in fact pregnant with Tripp but is, Trig, also her natural born son? At this time the odds are 50/50. It is rather distressing to know that a huge lie has been told to the American populous and the tale continues to this day.

It is crystal clear Sarah Palin would never have been chosen by John McCain as his running mate without the existence of a special needs child to rally the evangelical base of the Republican Party and the pro-life movement at large. Palin’s now universally known ignorance to national and world issues is tabloid fodder. What was John McCain’s real motivation and who was driving the bus? The connections to Franklin Graham also cannot be dismissed. It is clear that the “gift from God” didn’t come from Sarah’s womb, but was a human prop with Down Syndrome used to help win an election? Prove me wrong, Mrs. Palin. Release an authentic copy of Trig’s birth certificate, or tell America the truth and reveal where he came from.

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Note by Patrick:

Please also read litbrit's new excellent post in which she responds to allegations made on the "Pandagon" blog that the fake pregnancy claims are untrue. Ennealogic also responded to the post on Pandagon.

To my horror I discovered today that many of the links to the emails in the Crivella West database (MSNBC) don't work any more (see the links in our large post about the emails). I have therefore as a first measure uploaded some of those emails in order to make them available again.

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UPDATE:

I would like to add another item to the post. This is what Todd Palin wrote to the Governor's top staff (I almost said to "his" staff) on April 17, 2008 at 11:13 AM:

"Her speech kicked ass...."

Well, great! That's all Todd had to say about his wife on April 17, 2008 who was supposedly suffering at this point already with leaking amniotic fluid, big contractions and who was incredibly concerned for the safety of her unborn baby (according to "Going Rogue")?

Not surprising - because there was never an unborn baby in Sarah Palin's tummy on April 17, 2008.

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UPDATE 2:

Another incredibly interesting email message dealing with the events on April 17, 2008 is part of the the MSNBC-Crivella West database:

The Alaskan citizen John Carlile met Sarah and Todd Palin at Seattle airport on the evening of April 17, 2008, when Sarah and Todd were heading back to Anchorage. John also didn't notice that Sarah Palin was in labor - despite the fact that her water had already broken many hours earlier, according to her own account given in the press conference on April 22, 2008.

John Carlile wrote:

"Little did I know that you were in labor at the time."

Well, John is in good company: The staff of Alaska airlines also had no idea that Sarah Palin was in labor, nor did they realize that she was highly pregnant.

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Behind the Fence

Guest post by Tyroanee

I am no stranger to fence builders. They have been built to hide behind and or take a stand, or some might feel it is a right of passage and ownership.

Just as we have the right to bear arms, building walls came easily to man, so simply in fact, that creating two countries from one is how the imaginary lines are drawn. By tearing a country in two what is left behind are the victims of misunderstanding and distrust in which words can never be fully comprehended (click on pictures to enlarge):


This is my neighbor, he lives across the street on the right, and that is my metal fence (middle of picture) on my property that surrounds my pasture which keeps my horses from entering onto the roadway. He had decided he would erect this fence so I wouldn’t catch him in the act of one of his many tirades.

His mind works mysteriously and highly unpredictably, and at times mimics that of an adolescent child. But over the last ten years it has developed into something like Palin’s: Unpredictably mean spirited, and just a downright quirky demeanor that all must adhere to.

He follows no rules, only those of his own, they change frequently and conform to his way of life for that minute in time, and if anyone chooses not to adhere to these rules? They pay the price.

Well, when all else fails in the making up of lies to the authorities, he doesn’t retreat, he reloads his 50 caliber weapon and shoots repeatedly so all can hear him in the valley floor. Throwing rocks and wood fence posts at passing cars has become routine for the five families that live down this dead-end road. The neighborhood must accept this behavior as he hurls spittle across your path. We now know he has a mental illness of some sort, it just has gone on hidden behind fences and undetected for so long it’s just become routine for us all, even for his family.

That was until last July, when I had installed a 24 hour surveillance system to monitor his behavior…


So this is the smile we look at as he jumps out across the roadway- lurking behind bushes and trees. To erect this fence on my property to shield him from being caught in the act of his ridiculous behavior that we have endured must have taken balls… or is it that fences make better neighbors?

What could have been going through his mind to construct such a thing eight feet high? Was it the guilt and shame he was hiding from, or was it the fact he knew he was finally caught in this web of lies that he must cover it with a fence so no one ccould see proof of his behavior?

He had even taken it one step further and painted the other side bright white so as you round the corner in the dark, a large white wall would be glaring to meet you. The neighbors soon dubbed it our own private drive-in movie theater screen.

So the world has its Great Wall of China and we have a drive-in movie theater. Thousands pass over year after year to see and walk upon this manmade wonder peering out from as far as outer-space. It is this overwhelming presence felt from space that leaves but only one question:

Why and how could it have gotten so toxic that walls are laid to hide behind without people fully understanding one another?

Thousands of lives are altered and given ultimatums to conform as the cold structures surround their very lives, and ultimately their minds. They are entombed in a shroud of darkness from the real world as it haunts them, gnawing ever so quietly as each revolution passes round without them feeling or knowing what the other side is all about. Their knee-jerk reaction leads to endless frustrations, not only for themselves but the the children that will never fully understand it.

Granted, given sufficient time, the world has evolved and sees this behavior as irrational and therefore tearing down walls has become monumental, and sometimes with grandiose celebrations of tearful reunions of the loved ones left behind.

It is in sharp contrast to the building of the walls; this has always seemed somber, and therefore strangely morbid, in hindsight. Stone by stone, a little colder it becomes and we must ask ourselves have we as humans learned from our past mistakes, or is this the ultimate conquest man shall never overcome?

Man has built a better mouse trap, but we have yet to build a fence that has cannot be breached in someway or another. Whether it is emotionally or physically, it deeply penetrates from within one's pride, not intelligence.

If over time a pit-bull (without lipstick) can learn to love a feline, then why as humans have we become so uneasy with one another and life’s challenges that we need fences to hide true self?

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Sarah Palin, The Kingmaker?

The Kingmaker

Guest post by Finny

Sarah had been irritable for weeks. As soon as she woke up, her stomach started churning. When she spoke to anyone, her chest heaved as she drew in quick breaths of air and then swallowed repeatedly. No matter how much water she drank, the dryness in her mouth was constant and unbearable. On this particular morning, she had waited for her cell phone to ring. She picked it up every minute or so, looked at it and put it back down. It should have been so simple. She had put in calls to various prominent Republicans, asking for their endorsement of her as a candidate for the Presidency, so that she could appear shocked and humbled in a staged press conference with sympathetic reporters when she stated, “I am honored that the Republican leadership has ‘called an audible’ and required me to run for President of the United States.” But none of them had called her back. She was already consumed with hatred for the incredibly ungrateful Scott Brown— he had ignored her, and he owed her everything. She had her writers endorse him on her Facebook page despite his request that she not talk about him, and how did he think he had won? It was her power that had propelled him, and he did not even acknowledge it. Imagine that. He was in D.C. acting like he had succeeded on his own merits when he should be showing his appreciation. And there was something about his persona that really bothered her. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it—was it that he relied on his good looks too much? Shoved his family into the forefront of his campaign? Used props so he could pretend he was a member of the working class? Posed seductively in a magazine? She just wasn’t sure.


She glanced at her phone again. Still no messages. This was just not what she had expected; her advisors had told her that the most powerful politicians would be trying to ride her famous coattails. Or, as she liked to say, coat-tells. Instead, she was being ignored. How could this be happening? A sickening dizziness overtook her, and out of nowhere she found herself recalling how in high school, she had obsessed over a boy named Curtis, and decided that the two of them should be an item. Then one day in gym class, she had overheard another girl exclaiming to her friends how excited she was that Curtis had asked her to the movies and wanted to date her. Sarah had come completely unglued, crying and stamping her feet. Well, in time I had Curtis right where I wanted him, didn’t I, Sarah mused, I got him and I still have a part of him today. I got what I wanted. She repeated the affirmation, enjoying its healing power. I need to calm down, she told herself. But she could still feel the pounding of her heart in her ears so she found a distraction: on the table was Jason Recher’s briefcase.

Not one to be limited by ethical behavior, Sarah pounced on the opportunity to leaf through her well paid aide’s files. She loved snooping in general, and she was also somewhat obsessed with Jason, so the opportunity to rummage through his belongings seemed enticing. She opened folders until she found one simply labeled, “future”. Inside she found pages and pages of recently photocopied articles, commentary, blog posts and poll numbers—all about her, all completely unfavorable. Panic started to erase the calm she had felt. Her hands started shaking. She picked out a handwritten list. On it were neatly printed names, news programs, and quotations. At the top was the heading, “Asked if Sarah should be President.” One of them caught her eye immediately: Dick Cheney. This Week. “I haven’t made a decision” And the next: Bill O’Reilly. GMA. “Sarah needs to go to college.” She glanced at another: Hayley Barbour. State of the Union. “…she is legally qualified…” What was this? Was he counting her detractors? Collecting quotations that humiliated her? Sarah fumed. She read just one more: Karl Rove. OTR. “She has not made the step, the transition from successful vice presidential candidate…” She slammed the whole file shut and dialed Jason, then quickly hung up. Then she called him again, and then hung up. She paced around the room, furiously tugging at her clip-on hair until it came loose. In another attempt at distraction, she turned on her computer and googled herself. One of the first headlines read “Scott Brown Praises Palin, Endorses Romney”. As she read the headline, a sound emerged from her lips. It was a low, groaning moan that quickly made its way into a high-pitched scream. Her entire body shook as she looked around the room for something to throw or kick. There was a knock at her door, interrupting her in mid-meltdown. She peeked through the peephole: it was Jason. “Get in here.” She growled. Jason was apparently used to this kind of thing. He cleared his throat and then said quietly, “Sarah, I need you to listen to me. There is something that I want to tell you—oh, by the way, I left my briefcase here. Anyway, Scott Brown has just announced that he is endorsing Mi-“ He got no further. “I KNOW THAT!” Sarah shrieked. Jason immediately tried to calm her, “Well, now let’s talk this over.” He took a deep breath. This was going to be a very, very difficult morning.

Jason Recher had driven over to the ugly hotel where Sarah was staying so that he could speak to her before she became too manic over the whole endorsement thing. He was truly worried about her. She had not been sleeping or eating. Lately she did not keep much of her family with her on the road. Sure, she was a multi-millionaire, but her life was not easy. All of her family depended on her to provide for them. Her children, her grandchildren, even her husband needed her to keep them living in the style to which they had become accustomed. Every day was a contest, to see if we could all make it through one more day without IT being made public. So many, many people knew. Thank god for a spineless mainstream media, that’s all he could say. But it was still only a matter of time. It was like a race, running away from the truth…and running toward more money. He had walked through the lobby and ridden the elevator to her room, all the while thinking of how to keep her calm and reassured. She was a difficult person to work for, and yet he did everything that she asked. Granted, some of the things she asked him to do were humiliating. Like holding Trig during the book tour, or supervising the other employees on a smelly bus while she flew in a private jet. Or opening bottles of water for her, and bending the straw at a certain angle. Once she had even made him fluff her hair in the back because she said she said she didn’t think it was big enough. He had his doubts whether that was the real reason why she asked him to touch her hair. However, in this economy, finding full time work as a political aide was very tough, and he should feel fortunate. If she was abusive now and then, he reminded himself, it was understandable. He needed this job.

Almost imperceptibly, Sarah switched into another mode and became quiet and contained. A recently published book noted that there are “two Sarahs”, but there are actually many more. And this was the scariest Sarah of all. She eyed Jason warily. “Well, thanks for coming over to let me know I’m the laughingstock of the Republican party.” She said icily, and lifted the folder from his briefcase up, as if she had found something shameful that belonged to him, “So, is this yours?” Jason drew another deep breath. Sarah continued, “I guess when I hired you and paid you extremely well, that I expected more from you. You are completely incompetent, by the way. You should have gotten to Scott Brown before he endorsed Romney. But maybe that’s okay with you, since you’ve been collecting research AGAINST me.” She said as she tapped the folder. Jason didn’t even know how to tackle this one. She really was completely crazy, just as everyone had said. “Listen, Sarah” he began slowly, “I know you’re upset. But you have to understand it’s part of my job to study what people say, and look at how people are responding to you. And Scott Brown—well, that’s just the way it goes sometimes.” He looked at Sarah, perched in her high heeled shoes and zipped tightly into her short skirt. A strong need to break free of this ridiculous, crushing relationship washed over him like a tidal wave. He added, “As far as that goes, everyone knows that you are not a viable candidate. You refuse to read anything or learn how to say anything past the same twelve sentences you have been repeating for six months. And we all know what’s coming down the pike. It’s going to rock your entire world, and it’s just not wise to ignore reality. You’ll be lucky if you get to play a role as kingmaker. It’s that simple. And stop talking to me like I’m twelve years old. I was an aide to President Bush, for Christ sakes.” Jason felt better by the second. He had taken so much crap from this woman, and it felt good to vent. “I made up that whole story to throw everyone off the scent when Bush didn’t even know who you were. I created that Beijing Olympics- Alaskan-stopover story, where he supposedly greeted you as “Madam Vice President,” out of whole cloth. And did I get a thank you? No, I did not. You take everyone for granted. Well I, for one, am through with this. I quit.” And with that, Jason Recher straightened his overfed, lumpy frame and left the suite of Mrs. Todd Palin. “Jason!” she called after him. “Jason, get back here right now.” She screeched. But she was too late. He was enjoying a newly found respect for himself, and already scrolling through his blackberry to see if he had a number for Mitt Romney’s office.

Stunned, Sarah stood alone. She tried to think clearly. Oh well, she thought, big dill. It’s not like I haven’t had staff quit on me before. “I will not be the kingmaker. I am going to be the President.” She said aloud. She thought of all the times that she had hoped to be picked for sports, for attention at home, for beauty pageant awards, for that job with ESPN. I want to be chosen, she thought to herself. Resolute, she quickly dialed her blackberry. “Hello, John McCain’s office? Is this his assistant? Yes, hi, it’s Sarah Palin. I’d like to offer you a job as my top aide after the midterm elections. I know you’ll be free then. Interested?”
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