The book with Sarah Palin’s name on the cover doesn’t have an index, so the folks at the Washington Post have highlighted some passages about boldfaced names:

Clinton, Bill: Palin says she sensed in her meetings with Clinton “an unspoken mutual disappointment with the media’s serial unfairness to some presidential candidates in the 2008 race.”

Imagine that. Bill Clinton and Sarah Palin both disappointed with the 2008 election. Shocking.

Warren, Rick: Palin spoke with (and prayed with) the renowned pastor over the phone while taking a shower. (Not kidding.)

Words fail.

Meanwhile, over at The New Yorker, two literary parallels: Nabokov and Palin both had their highly anticipated books published at a tick after midnight today; and Palin and Jonathan Safran Foer should perhaps have a public debate (she could greet him on stage like the way she did Biden; “Can I call you Jon?”). In Going Rogue, Palin “writes”:

I love meat. I eat pork chops, thick bacon burgers, and the seared fatty edges of a medium-well-done steak. But I especially love moose and caribou. I always remind people from outside our state that there’s plenty of room for all Alaska’s animals—right next to the mashed potatoes.