Ladies and Gentlemen, as if the presence of Palin, Mere were not enough to drive us to live out our days on a deserted island, we now have to hear about the vicissitudes in the life of that twinkle toed baby mama, Palin, Fille, aka Bristol.   Like that great mind of our ages before her, Snookie, BP (do those initials ring a bell?) has published a memoir of her experiences to date. (Nota Bene: She’s twenty, if memory serves.)  This single mom is criss crossing the country talking about her re-newed vow of abstinence till marriage (don’t we all love a born-again virgin?) and her plastic surgery.   In a country of nearly ten percent unemployment, a fifty percent high school drop out rate and nearly catastrophic weather conditions, I’m so glad we are putting the em-phasis on the right sy-llable.   One realizes the girl is merely trying, and her son is admittedly adorable but could the media please give the floor to someone who is ACTUALLY TRYING TO IMPROVE THE LOT OF OTHERS?