And while we're at it, let's dispense with the fallacy that a Pres/VP ticket is some kind of "team." Bullshit. John Adams and Thomas Jefferson, two of the greatest political minds ever, were once Pres & VP respectively. They were no team.

The job of the VP is to sit around and wait for the President to die or become incapacitated, and to break ties in the Senate. That's it. You could argue that the VP also has a responsibility to shoot his friends in the face with a shotgun, but that's probably limited to one specific person.

Imagine the day that McCain gets cancer agin (he's already had it 4 times) and is undergoing chemo for a week, at which point a "hockey mom" from Alaska becomes the head of the Executive. No team any longer, just one lost individual, and a bunch of cabinet members who will resent her for being chosen VP over them.

She--not McCain--gets to deal with Putin, with the womanzier Sarkozy, with that douchebag Burlesconi, with the Iranians who hate us, and with the Israelis who will spy on us at a moment's notice (think Jonathan Pollard). Imagine Thuggo Chavez laughing her down when he starts rattling his sword in South America.

Margaret Thatcher naked on a cold day!
Margaret Thatcher naked on a cold day!
Margaret Thatcher naked on a cold day!