Sorry, you can't be both an attack-dog and a shrinking violet.
Sorry Sarah Palin. No. Bad Governor. Bad bad Governor.
You can't rip into Obama and then feign offense and outrage because he used the age-old "lipstick on a pig" cliche.
Come out of your dungeon where you're trying to not make an ass of yourself in your debate and maybe say something off the cuff.
If you're gonna throw spears, you better have a shield ready. And if you're gonna be mouthy, you better be ready to get that mouth bloodied. You can't walk into a bar and talk shit without getting in a scuffle; what makes you think you can start being a lippy broad, but then be falsely outraged by quote-unquote "sexism"?
If you can't handle it, take your Fargo accent back to Juneau. All your executive experience is sorely being missed up there.
This ain't hunting wolves from a helicopter, toots; The wolf is up in your smiley face. You think Putin is going to worry about being a sexist in a staredown? You think that douche in Iran gives a shit about being insensitive? Kim Jong Il is twice the woman you are anyway.
Put on a helmet or get the fuck off the gridiron.