It was late August, 2008 when John McCain asked Sarah to become his running mate as candidate for the office of Vice President. The invitation was a complete surprise to everyone. After all, she had yet to complete a full term as governor.
It came as a surprise to McCain too. Governor Palin wasn’t even on his short list until he had a dream Sunday night. In the dream, Teddy Roosevelt came to him and told him to choose Governor Palin as his VP candidate. The next morning, he had aides bring him all of the information they’d gathered on Gov. Palin. It was a long shot, but he needed something to shake up the campaign. Drawing upon all of his courage, he called Governor Sarah Palin, offered her the job, and she accepted. What McCain did took solid titanium cajones.
That night, Sarah had a dream in which the white moose appeared again. “It is time, Sarah.” Instantly, it all came back to her. She was going to save the world – at least that’s what the moose said.
The James Earl Jones voice spoke again, only this time it wasn’t in a dream, it was real. “Pick up your glasses, Sarah.” She picked up her glasses from the night table, but they weren’t her glasses, now they were different – the frames were now darker, heavier, and dorky-looking. “Those are spirit glasses, Sarah.” “You will only have your powers while you’re wearing those glasses, when you take them off, you will be an ordinary woman.”
Sarah put on the glasses and instantly she could feel a difference. She had been sitting on the side of the bed – now she was floating about two feet above it – floating? Whoosh, now she was in the family room, still floating about four feet in air. Whoosh, now she was back in her bedroom. She just thought it and she was there! “Faster than a speeding bullet,” she thought, smiling to herself.
The moose spoke again, “you will know the truth in a man’s heart, and you will see things in a person’s mind, and you will have the strength of righteousness.” “These powers are given you by the earth spirits, use them wisely.” The moose shimmered, blurred, and ‘pop’ he was gone again.
Sarah thought she’d give it a try. She peaked into Todd’s mind – he was dreaming. What! A woman! Who’s that? It’s Pamela Anderson! That bitsh! Sarah shoved Todd hard and Pamela disappeared and Todd was now riding his motorcycle instead – that’s better. “Snorff uhhhhh,” Todd mumbled, and returned to deep sleep.
She took off the spirit glasses and tried to go back to sleep. It’s hard to sleep when your mind is racing, as hers was now. She didn’t sleep much that night. After all, how often is someone selected to possibly be the Vice President of the United States and given superhero powers on the same day?
Meeting in the lobby, her secret service guy welcomed her, “good morning, Governor.” Sarah could see that his heart was pure. “Good morning, Chuck.” At least she could count on both of her secret service guys. The other one (Pat), was a good guy too. That was reassuring.
They drove to the Buckeye Corner shopping center. They were meeting John McCain there to formally introduce her to America. He was waiting as they arrived at the east entrance. He extended his hand. She (thankfully) found his heart and mind sincere and truthful.
The speech went well. John was pleased, she was pleased, and the crowd loved it.
Back at the hotel and thinking about her “powers,” she decided that she needed a costume and a name for her evil-fighting alter-ego. If she was going to be flying around doing good, she should look the part. After a little thought, she settled on “Mighty Mom.”
Mighty Mom donned her dork glasses and slipped out the window. She flew downtown to a costume shop, bought five costumes, and flew back before anyone missed her. Alone in her room, she mixed and matched parts of the costumes until she found a combination that she liked. Tomorrow, she’d get to an alteration shop and have some modifications made to yield a unique look for Mighty Mom. It was critical that her true identity remain secret so she needed a mask and everyone knows that no self-respecting superhero would fly around without a cape to flutter in the wind.