Writing about Sarah Palin has become akin to shooting fish in a barrel, which is why I don't bother to take aim as often as I did during the McCain-Palin trainwreck, the Bristol-Levi trainwreck and the I'm-quitting-as-governor trainwreck.
While most of the attention is now focused on Palin's son-in-law not-to-be, including whether Levi will show us the appendage he used to knock up Bristol in a forthcoming Playgirl spread, as well as his threat to unload some really big dirt on Mommy Dearest, the results of several recent polls spell the end of any presidential aspirations that she may harbor.
While Palin remains incredibly popular with the Republican base -- you know, birthers, teabaggers, bridge trolls, assault rifle afcionados and others of the wingnut persuasion -- her negatives across the voting spectrum have climbed into the 70th percentile, and the one thing I know from having being involved in polling myself for many moons is that it is much easier to build on your positives than chip away at your negatives.
Then there's her latest financial disclosure form. The gang from The Onion couldn't have made this stuff up.