So long Sarah, it's time to get serious

How is it that no sooner do we start having fun when something has to come along and ruin it?
We've had almost three weeks of good old fashioned political theater -- Sweet Sarah, the moose-hunting mama takes aim at Washington. Such fun it was -- the bridge to nowhere, Troopergate, jets on eBay, teen-age sex and shotgun weddings -- way better than the wonky stuff the Democrats wanted to talk about. When putting lipstick on pigs becomes a major campaign issue -- politics just don't get any better.
Then reality rears it's ugly head.
Here we are with an economic situation that hasn't been so grim since Herbert Hoover insisted that prosperity was just around the corner. Look folks, when the country's biggest banks are going broke the rest of us best sit up and take notice -- especially those of us running for president - or voting for president.
It's time to take the GOP's Tina Fey wanna-be off the front page and start asking the guys at the top of the ticket what they intend to do to keep 2009 from looking all together too much like 1929.
We'd best quit looking to find a candidate who's "just like us" and find out which one is a whole lot smarter than we are. Sarah may know the price of sneakers at the Wasilla Wal-Mart, but we need the folks in the White House who understand a whole lot more than that.
Sorry Sarah, it was fun while it lasted, but now it's time to get serious and you're just a side-show.