Mon cher, in matters of the moose, nothing has been more disquieting than the news that Sarah Palin is again free to grab her gun, comandeer a helicopter and shoot up the state.

I wasn't born yesterday; I don't live in a tundra tennament without at TV - I KNOW what's going on. So does Sarah.

Her other problem? Sara is obsessed with the big O. Devoid of official duties this week, she can sit on her porch and watch the Prez in Russia.  I would be hard pressed to think of her watching Michael Jackson's memorial but stranger things  have happened to her and to Michael Jackson.

Now I'm not a political animal but my friends and I in the Alaskan wilds hope you will think to elect her to some public office to remind her that we are not the only game in town. She is the type person who needs to be kept busy - and I don't mean cleaning her rifle.

So send Sarah to the Senate - any place but here. We need to restore a balance to nature. After this past week worldwide, don't you think nature needs a tune up and the wheels balanced?