With her bare biceps, Michelle Obama is carving out a new style and role for first ladies and for women generally. It's making some people, possibly those wearing tight fitting suits, very uncomfortable.
If this doesn't say it all about the spineless upper echelons of the traditional media. First you've got Brooks offended because the First Lady has sculpted biceps where he doesn't. Secondly, you've got Maureen Dowd writing a column on it.
The New York Times' Maureen Dowd woke up with an insatiable appetite for the blood of Merrill Lynch redecoration buff John Thain, and has thus come down on "feckless financiers" like the Guns of Navarone.
If you're Maureen Dowd you can write "Clinton" and "drama" week after week and then with not a twitch of shame or embarrassment, write, "Whenever the Clintons are mentioned, the talk soon turns to drama."
It appeals to my vanity to believe, as Maureen Dowd and Sarah Palin do, that we are living in the End of Days; but the facts suggest that the American Century may very well give way to the American Millennium.