In between hugging and jumping up and down and weeping tears of joy on the night of November 4, I paused to say to my fellow Harpies, “Bristol Palin must be so relieved.” Back in Alaska, out of the spotlight, I was sure Mama and Papa Palin would put away the shotgun.
Bristol’s now officially a free woman. Oh sure, she’s still living with her folks, has a newborn and is trying to get her GED. But she’s much better off than most young women in her situation; she’s got affluent parents and a bunch of siblings who love and support her. As for the gum-cracking baby daddy, Levi Johnston?
Despite the breakup, Levi still sees the couple’s son. Levi’s dad, Keith Johnston, told PEOPLE recently that his son is a devoted and “proud father.”
Now, I’m sure he’s proud. Whatever. That takes no effort. But “devoted”? Let the record show, he was not even present for his son’s birth. Right before the due date, he chose to take job on the North Slope of Alaska, about as far away from Wasilla as one can geographically manage. That ain’t devotion in my book. And the fact that he “still sees” the baby? Well, as Chris Rock famously ranted: “What do you want, a cookie? You’re supposed to take care of your kids.” Levi, you don’t get points for showing up to “see” your kid.
At any rate, I truly do wish the best for Bristol Palin. I always felt that she was an unfortunate victim of her mom’s political juggernaut. Were it not for that nomination, she could have stayed home, had her child in peace, and been spared a drubbing as the national poster child for the failure of abstinence-only education. Her mother may not have achieved her political ambitions, but now Bristol can continue growing up–on her own time, and without getting married before she’s old enough to vote.