The London Telegraph had a ball with Vanity Fair’s interview with Levi Johnston. Headline: “Sarah Palin’s presidential hopes crushed as Levi Johnston claims she can’t even shoot a gun.”

I’ve read the VF piece quickly now. You want to take a shower after reading it. It’s all so unseemly. Why exactly do we need to know if Todd may have slept on a hotel-room recliner?

So much of the cartoonish piece — which is in an as-told-to-the-editors presentation — reads like it was made to order for Vanity Fair. Lines like, in a 19-year-old’s voice: “Was this woman — who, at home, would literally say things that did not make sense — really running for vice president?” Or: “I actually never saw Sarah reading reading much at all — once in a blue moon, I’d see her reading a book, and I’ve never seen her read a newspaper.”

There’s a section toward the end that made me ill reading. The article is sad.