memo to Christopher Guest: Please take on Sarah Palin. Please

Is it too much to ask for Guest to come back and do the same for a segment of Americana -- Tea Partiers -- that is screaming out for his unique brand of mild-mannered but razor-sharp scorn? I can see it now: the lone befuddled black man (perhaps played by Craig Robinson) wandering around at a rally where white folk in Revolutionary War-era dressup rave about the benefits of slavery in a depressed economy. There’d be talk of Parker Posey for an Oscar for her incisive and hilarious portrayal of a grizzly-huntin’ lipstick-emblazoned half-term governor from some manly sort of state -- Wyoming, maybe, or Montana -- who’s such a rube she doesn’t even realize she’s been cast as The Rube in a political puppet show run by a cabal of slick DC insiders (led by Michael McKean and Catherine O’Hara). Bob Balaban would be the reasonable candidate hung out to dry, and Fred Willard would steal the show as the right-wing TV personality.

I’ll help you write it, Mr. Guest. Or I’ll just stand aside in gape in awe as you work. Pretty please?