PALIN, PERRY, AND THE ROLLING STONES
On June 12, 1964, at Big Reggie's Danceland Ballroom in Excelsior, Minnesota (on Lake Minnetonka west of Minneapolis), The Rolling Stones gave a performance during their first American tour. They were little-known back then (everyone was into Beatlemania), they were drunk, played poorly, and got booed off the stage by the audience of 300.
The next morning, Mick Jagger went into Bacon's Drug Store to fill a prescription. Standing in front of him was a local character named Jimmy Hutmaker, Excelsior's retarded town mascot whom everyone befriended. Jimmy wanted his usual morning pick-me-up, a cherry coke - but the fellow who manned the soda fountain said they were out of cherry syrup, so he gave Jimmy a regular coke.
Whereupon Jimmy turned to Mick, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "You can't always get what you want."
Jagger never forgot what "Mr. Jimmy" said, and used it to create an achingly extraordinary rock and roll masterpiece. The song has been haunting me for the last several days. I have listened to it a score of times during breaks reading a particular book.
And thus I have arrived at a conclusion: However much we want Sarah Palin, what we need is Rick Perry.