Sarah Palin, leader of everyday Americans. You betcha. She’s just your typical small-town, Alaska hockey mom who, Donald Kaul noted, doubles as a latter-day American savior to the Tea Party faithful. One who requires first-class plane tickets, or else “the private aircraft MUST BE a Lear 60 or larger,” when she travels to speak of her folksiness, according to the Associated Press. She stands up for the rest of us before retiring to her mandatory suite in a luxury hotel and an additional two single rooms for her entourage. That’s what some California State University-Stanislaus students learned when they fished her contract with their Central California school, where Palin was hired to speak this June, from a trash bin. It’s enough to make me reconsider every claim she’s made about being just one of the people. And the more I learn about Sarah Palin, the less I believe her.