Archive for August 2011

Hey, Kyla Grace: at least ONE of your Grandmas isn’t ashamed of you

 

Britta’s mother spoke to Radaronline.com today about her pride in her new granddaughter.

She said:

“Kyla Grace is great.  She’s beautiful.  I’m very happy.  I love my daughter and my son-in-law very much”.

As for Sarah and Todd, Britta’s mom said only:

“They’re their own people; we’ve known each other for a long time.”

You can’t get much more diplomatic than that.

I met Britta’s father only once, for a handshake.  But a trusted friend told me he’s terrific.

Britta’s mother is said to be the same.

I met Track’s father only once.  He acted like a horse’s ass.

Track’s mother is said to be the same.

I met Track once and we had a brief but cordial conversation, about which I write in THE ROGUE.

I’ve never met Britta, but no one who knows her has ever said an unpleasant word about her to me.

So even if Sarah and Todd can’t be bothered to do it publicly, I’d like to step up and wish Track and Britta and their infant Kyla Grace Palin all the best.

Also:

so what when she gave birth?
so what when she got pregnant?
so what if Track and Britta got married three months ago, or if it won’t be “official” until this fall?

Their life is their business, and they’ve done nothing to try to profit by imposing it on us.

Only Track’s mother and father have done that. And continue to.

It’s only Sarah’s proven venality that makes me wonder why she hasn’t rushed to embrace Kyla Grace publicly.

I’d like to think it’s because–as some commenters here have suggested–Track and Britta have said no to selling public pictures of a private event.

I’d like to think these young parents (whether legally married or not) have made a joint decision not to let a mother/mother-in-law prostitute their infant daughter.

Given how Sarah pimped Trig and how Bristol is pimping Tripp, I can only wish them luck swimming upstream.

Why is Sarah silent about her newest grandchild? UPDATE://Kyla Grace was, in fact, born on Saturday, Aug. 6, 2011

 

A commenter here says Kyla Grace Palin was actually born on Saturday, not yesterday.

I received a phone call around noon on Saturday that Britta’s baby girl had been born – around 6 1/2 pounds.
The birth had gone very quickly so much so that Britta’s dad didn’t make it to the hospital in time. It makes me sad for her that Palin’s control of Wasilla is so intense that people can’t share in her joy. I know that the friends at church heard about the happy event but people are afraid to say anything.

This makes it even more strange that Sarah and Todd have not welcomed their first granddaughter into the world with a joyous public announcement.

It would hardly be an invasion of Track and Britta’s privacy for the grandparents–on either side–to announce the birth.

And it’s hardly a secret.  My mention of it here this morning led to national and worldwide coverage, including in Sarah’s favorite glossy magazine/website People.

So why the prolonged silence from Wasilla?  Could Sarah possibly be embarrassed that her two oldest children have now followed in her footsteps by conceiving babies outside of–to use a good ole’ 19th Century word–wedlock?

Or is she planning to announce the birth to Greta Van Susteren on Fox News?

Or, just maybe, is she still negotiating her fee for the first photo of her holding her first granddaughter?

UPDATE:

I’ve just received confirmation that Kyla Grace Palin was, in fact, born last Saturday, not Sunday, as I first posted.  Which means it’s now going on three days without Sarah–so quick to parade Trig in public–or Bristol–so quick to put her own baby on a book cover–even publicly recognizing the existence of Kyla Grace.

Someday, this beautiful infant will become a young woman able to research facts about her own birth.  How will she feel when she finds that her once-famous grandmother tried to suppress the news that she was born?


Sarah’s a Grandma Again

Sarah Palin’s son Track and his new wife Britta became the proud parents of a baby girl, Kyla Grace Palin, last night.

I don’t yet know when Sarah will sell the first pictures to PEOPLE.

I’ll soon be on the OPEN ROAD


After many months of complex negotiations involving the language of publishing contracts drafted before e-books became a reality, my agent, Dave Larabell, of The David Black Agency, is close to concluding agreements that will lead to my currently out of print previous books becoming newly available via Open Road.

Such past bestsellers as THE LAST BROTHER, BLIND FAITH and CRUEL DOUBT, as well as cult classics HEROES and THE BIG HORSE should soon be e-books available on all platforms.

As for my one novel, THE DREAM TEAM (Random House, 1972) we’ll have to wait and see, but at the time of its publication The New York Times reviewed it together with a Michael Crichton novel and awarded it higher marks. Obviously, the marketplace had a different opinion.

There remain a few t’s to be crossed and i’s to be dotted with Open Road, but all my nonfiction books should be available electronically early next year.

Not to be pushy, but this seems a good time to remind visitors to this blog that THE SELLING OF THE PRESIDENT, GOING TO EXTREMES, FATAL VISION, THE MIRACLE OF CASTEL DI SANGRO and NEVER ENOUGH remain in print and available for order through independent bookstores, or online through Amazon or Barnes & Noble.

And now only 46 days until publication of THE ROGUE.

Nick Broomfield Palin film to debut in Toronto

I left Alaska before Nick Broomfield got there last year, but I’ve been in email contact with him and know he’s spoken to many of the friends I made there in 2010.

I also know the high quality of his work.

Thus, I’m delighted to learn that Nick’s Palin documentary will be a highlight of the Toronto Film Festival from September 8-18.

I couldn’t have a better opening act for THE ROGUE, which will be published on September 20.

Let me rephrase that: I don’t consider Nick Broomfield an opening act for anyone. He’s one of the best documentary filmmakers in the world, and I’m proud and happy to share September with him. Let’s hope his “Sarah Palin–You Betcha!” will receive national distribution throughout the U.S.

Regarding THE ROGUE, so much is happening in terms of national media bookings that my return to Alaska may have to be delayed.

Looks like there will be so many Lower Forty-Eight media appearances between mid-September and mid-October that I simply won’t have time to make the long–and longed-for–trek back to Lake Lucille and environs until after the first wave of fun and furor has subsided.

I’ll share details here as soon as I’m permitted to do so.

But for now, like the book itself, details of publicity appearances are embargoed.

To put things in perspective: My family


PROMPTED BY SARAH PALIN’S SICK SUGGESTION
last spring that I had rented a house next to hers on Lake Lucille so I could watch her mow her lawn or peer into her daughters’ bedrooms, hundreds of her sick-o-fants sent me abusive and threatening emails.

I wasn’t bothered by the threats, nor was my wife, Nancy, who’d been with me in Alaska in 1976–when she was an award-winning reporter for the Anchorage Daily News–and who came back to join me on Lake Lucille last summer.

But I wasn’t going to subject the beautiful children pictured above to any sort of danger.

After a right-wing radio talk show host broadcast my personal email address, I had to open a new account.

And after Palin fanatics put my home phone number online, Nancy began to receive threatening phone calls.

One charming commenter on Andrew Breitbart’s website posted this:

“Joe’s lonely wife needs mail, phone calls and other assurances of concern and good will in Joe’s absence.”

Some psychos even went to my agent’s Facebook page and began to threaten his wife.

And one of my sons, the father of a very young child, was warned that because of my having moved next door to the Palins, his toddler might not be safe.

Then I got an email that said:

“hey, Joe, sleep with one eye open, you POS. can’t wait for your grandkids to show up and play in the woods and water.”

I’m sorry to say that after receiving that threat I canceled all plans to have my children and grandchildren visit me in Alaska last summer.

It’s too bad. The kids pictured above, who range from fourteen to four, are warm and wonderful and not only love and enjoy each other, but would have been quick to invite little kids from next door to come over and play in our yard.

But I wasn’t about to put my grandchildren in somebody’s crosshairs.

So we never had a great Alaska reunion last summer. Sarah’s bullies spoiled that.

But they couldn’t spoil this past weekend, when all seven grandkids and their parents–my children–were here, at our real home.

You want to talk family values, Sarah?

Mine against yours any day of the week, babe.

I’m blessed to have a family as enriched by true values, as inspired by love, and as giving and caring as any on the face of our sweet earth.

What a joy it’s been to have everyone here.

I especially enjoyed the comment from one of the kids, who said, “Grandpa, why did you waste all that time writing a book about a crazy lady nobody even remembers any more?”

Out of the mouths of babes, eh?