On Target

Say what you will about our Commander In Chief, but please redirect your fire away from his wife. I'm not just saying this because I'm one of those wonky liberals. I am that. But I also believe that if the chips were down, she would probably be more than able to take care of herself. She works out.
The reason I feel compelled to make this plea, more than two years into her family's residence in the White House, is this: Not only did she not run for the office, she would probably be just a little happier if she wasn't The First Lady. My case in point: Last week, Michelle Obama went on a little shopping trip at her local Target. The first question that pops in to my mind is this: Isn't there some other minion capable of popping down to the local discount emporium to pick up some foot powder or some of those plastic tubs for organizing knick-knacks. Still, with access to all that information and intelligence, how could you simply overlook the weekly Target Bargain Flyer? Maybe she's helping out her husband by searching for the absolute lowest price on everyday items. She's a team player
But mostly, Ms. Obama said that she missed doing "normal stuff," and though she had a Secret Service detail there to scope things out before she began her shopping, she pushed her own cart and left without a fuss. Maybe that's what Sarah Palin, in her heart of hearts, wishes for as well. It's just so darn hard to find a place to park that bus.