In the Year of Iconoclasm, Murkowski reruns her old brags, Young mumbles his usual gibberish, and Sullivan blinks stupidly.  Stock sees the opening for a new political style: intelligence rather than ideology, disencumbrance rather than baggage, smart girl rather than good ole boy.  (Murkowski is actually a man.  I have proof.)  Alaska ought to offer to pay Stock's salary as senator.  She'd be cheap at the price ($174,000 per year).  Hell, we ought to offer her a bag of gold dust and a Hummer as a signing bonus.