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The Arctic Man is here, bitches

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The musky scent of Todd Palin is in the air—everyone is asking if this is the year the Patrick Henry of Alaskan Freedom will finally sled into their midst to rule over the open-air bacchanal. Men with rough mustaches and Carhartts mill around their midday bonfires like the ghosts of the pipeline workers who leveled this wilderness almost 40 years ago. Underdressed women cling to the back fat of men the size of feral hogs as they cruise their sleds through camp, watching partiers unload threadbare couches, cords of firewood, outhouses, and dingy patio sets, slowly transforming the massive gravel pad into an anarchist’s KOA. Twisting open the weekend’s first bottles of Jeremiah Weed, slednecks complain about the influx of state troopers and set their sirloin tips and moose steaks on the grill for a drunkproof slow roast.

Todd's fingerprints on trying to impact personnel decisions... which one will it be today?