Barack Obama gets fake in touch with the working man:
At the Raleigh Times bar in downtown Raleigh yesterday, Mr Obama arrived in the late afternoon with his wife Michelle only to find himself momentarily beerless.
"Where's my beer?" he asked, loud enough for the reporters to hear.
"PBR," he said, choosing Pabst Blue Ribbon, an inexpensive lager, before working the crowd.
Zeroed in, that is, on the inexpensive mass market lager of . . . elitist hipsters. Jonathan Kulick calls our attention to this relevant clip:
Now what's fascinating and terrifying about the country we live in is that were it to happen to be the case that Barack Obama had tasted amber Maharaja IPA in the past, really loved amber Maharaja IPA, and therefore decided to order an amber Maharaja IPA that fact would have featured prominently in cable news coverage for days and doubtless been the subject of at least one Maureen Dowd column.