I really feel sorry for celebrities in general, and the President in particular. I mean, I, as an ordinary Joe Sixpack, can do things like trip over my feet, or wear odd clothes, or even end up passing out because a piece of pretzel hit some nerve that lowered my blood pressure and caused me to pass out and bruise my face. I mean, these things really do happen to ordinary people, and it becomes something that everyone has fun with in a friendly fashion.
But let Jerry Ford trip, or Jimmy Carter wear frumpy sweaters, or Dubya do the pretzel thing … and it’s front page news and water cooler fodder for weeks to come, and proof positive that the individual in question is a serious doofus.
Still …