A lot of people are whining, moaning, or otherwise slapping our beloved first lady around about her decision to celebrate her husband’s 49th birthday by, well, leaving the country to party with four score well-chosen chums at a five-star resort in sunny Spain and, not so incidentally, hang with European royalty.
So, do the Obamas have a Clintonian, Johnsonian, Kennedyesque, or Rooseveltian marriage?* Well, maybe so, maybe no. But I wouldn’t be too mean to Michelle. I mean, it’s not like she quit her job as, you know, governor of Alaska so she could make millions on Fox.
Afterwords
Huffington Post speaks for all of us, I think, with the following entry: “In the style moment we’ve been waiting for, Michelle Obama finally met Princess Letizia on Sunday at the Marivent Palace in Palma de Mallorca.” Princess Letizia! Pardon me while I kiss the sky, dude, because life can hold nothing more to offer.
*What is the deal with Carter and Truman? Those guys were soooooooooooooo provincial!
