Of Flies & Men

I love Obama. What a refreshing change from (brace yourself, I'm NOT taking a shot a Bush) so many previous presidents, politicians and, let's face it, men.

Clinton had a fly problem. JFK had a fly problem. So too Eisenhower, FDR and, hard as it is to imagine, there were stories about Nixon. Clearly Spitzer couldn't keep it to himself and turned to professionals--as did Vitter. Edwards seems not to have taken any kind of sensible precautions. Larry Craig's stance is widely known. Our own Mayor Antonio has pattern of being in bed with the press.

Truly it is something new that when Obama had a fly problem, as he did this week, it is an insect and not part of his pants.

But to prove the toxicity of our political environment, Obama is being excoriated by PETA (People for the ethical treatment of animals). In a blistering press release they condemn him for not capturing the fly buzzing around him and releasing back into nature. Instead he wantonly, and without any thought for the fly, slapped it dead. Where was compassion? Where was due process? Oh the insecta, the insecta.