I am not referring to the color of peoples' skin, I am referring to the thickness of it. The president-elect made a small joke about Nancy Reagan having séances in the White House and maybe he got a little mixed up about having séances instead of consulting astrologers, but so effing what? Immediately after he finished, the Sean Hannitys of the world started to beat him up and finally I see he had to call Mrs. Reagan to apologize. Please Mr. President-Elect, don't let whatever sense of humor you possess be beaten out of you this early. This is what we need. John F. Kennedy had it, and it was before the Internet when you could actually make off-the-cuff remarks without having to apologize to every Tom, Dick and Nancy. This is another of the many dangers of the Internet, it makes people in high places turn into machines, the very thing we want out of our lives. (But that is another blog altogether.)
We want a real live breathing human, who can talk to us, occasionally make us laugh a little, and God forbid insult someone. And by the way, I've met Nancy Reagan several times and she seemed to have a fine sense of humor and probably was the last person on earth offended by this. I am sorry he was bullied into calling her. That kind of comment does not warrant an apology. And I hope -- I hope -- this is not the beginning of the robotization of Barack Obama. Go ahead, Mr. President-Elect, be who you are. That is the reason we voted for you. Don't let them, on the day of your first press conference, turn you into what we are so grateful to have finally gotten rid of. You were great today.