Drinking Beer in his Shirtsleeves! Obama Insults the Office?
Here we go. First, Obama can’t find his birth certificate. Then, he can’t find the door. Now, Obama has been seen in the Oval Office … in his shirt sleeves.
How insulting! How egregious! What a travesty! Already we’re hearing some far-right conservatives lamentably harping about how this is another sign of the impending apocalypse. Not only does our brand new president work without a sport coat, but he drinks, too! He even hosted a cocktail party at 1600 Pennsylvania a few nights ago. His predecessor GWB went to bed early and stayed away from the demon alcohol.
Well, the White House has unbuttoned it’s formal dress code, and I, for one, don’t mind. As far as I’m concerned it’s time to roll up the shirt sleeves and get to work, and if a couple of cold frosty ones helps the process, I’m okay with that, too. Jefferson enjoyed his wine. Jackson his whiskey. Ike his beer. Reagan clinked a tumbler with Tip. So what? Also, keep in mind America’s favorite cousin Winston Churchill started the day with a shot or two.
So lighten up, Francis. The sacrilege shall pass with the office intact. Even though Nixon never was never seen sans jacket and saved his binges for late night strolls among the portraits, even he’d understand that times change.