Forget a soda tax. Why don't we fund universal health care with a stupid tax. Seriously, read what Dana Milbank said about Michelle Obama's appearance at the White House Farmers' Market:
Let's say you're preparing dinner and you realize with dismay that you don't have any certified organic Tuscan kale. What to do?
Here's how Michelle Obama handled this very predicament Thursday afternoon:
The Secret Service and the D.C. police brought in three dozen vehicles and shut down H Street, Vermont Avenue, two lanes of I Street and an entrance to the McPherson Square Metro station. They swept the area, in front of the Department of Veterans Affairs, with bomb-sniffing dogs and installed magnetometers in the middle of the street, put up barricades to keep pedestrians out, and took positions with binoculars atop trucks. Though the produce stand was only a block or so from the White House, the first lady hopped into her armored limousine and pulled into the market amid the wail of sirens.
Then, and only then, could Obama purchase her leafy greens. "Now it's time to buy some food," she told several hundred people who came to watch. "Let's shop!"
As if that wasn't enough, Rush Limbaugh got a hold of the Milbank piece and added his own two cents:
By the way, do you know what the real name of Tuscan kale is? It is cavolo nero. Do you know what that means? Black cabbage. Michelle Obama went to the farmers market to buy some racist cabbage.
Right. Well I'd rather her photo ops be publicizing farmers markets instead of having birthday cake with John McCain while New Orleans drowns. And don't ever let me catch you eating Bok Choy, Rush, because you know what that means in Cantonese, right? It means "white cabbage," you racist.
For a much friendlier account of the First Farmers' Market, check out Civil Eats. |