Tuesday, November 13, 2007
The Big M.O.
Michelle Obama just sent me a personal message which for some reason Thunderbird thinks might be an e-mail scam. Anyway, as you know, it's not the first time Michelle's written me, so I'm sure she won't mind if I share some excerpts with you:
I was there.
I watched my husband electrify a crowd of more than 9,000 Iowa Democrats...
I've known Barack a long time, and it's clear to me when he's in his element.
Years ago, after we first met, he took me to an organizing meeting in a small church basement in Chicago. He was so comfortable and genuine speaking to folks in the community about the issues they faced that it moved me.
He moved me again last Saturday in Iowa...
She went on to hit me up for some dough, but Michelle does that with me. It's kind of like an inside joke between us. She asks me for money, and I call her a gold digger, and then we both laugh and head off to a church basement and watch Barack get comfortable and genuine with folks in the community and she gets moved and I get the feeling that presidential politics in the age of mass media and the internet has gotten weird and creepy.