Yikes! Last night, listening to Sarah Palin’s national debut, then the pundits’ unabashed adulation, I felt … so alone. Was I the only person in America who was horrified by her mean-spirited, small-minded speech?

Prime example: Palin mocks Obama for advocating that suspected terrorists, when arrested, be read their rights. And the audience agreed! Big time! Loud boos and vehement nodding of their Uncle Sam top hats made it clear that Ben Franklin’s statement, “They who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety” is passe. Ouch.

I’m a marketer and a PR professional, so I should be able to understand how the masses think. Why then, as I heard Palin promoting her “hockey Mom” credentials and direly warning the crowd that this is a “world of threats and dangers” best managed by a man who has been tortured, rather than one who hasn’t – why was I so worried that I alone, really alone, think Palin is a horror show?

In the light of today, I’ve encountered more enlightened individuals, none of them toting rifles or wearing the American flag as a costume, who weren’t enthralled by the new candidate. And for that, I am truly grateful.