As our family rounded the corner to the White House library and I first caught sight of Sergeant Crowley’s lovely 14-year old daughter—who was wearing an appropriately heavy and charmingly untrained amount of green eyeliner on her lower lashes—we were instantly transported from the post-racial myth of America in 2008 to the reality of 2009.
That's so charming and delightful to demean a young girl in your backhanded "compliment".
At that moment, right there in the library, they were just like us: a young family groomed to perfection, waiting to learn how to get those damn cameramen off their lawn and to put this sensationalized hell behind them.
Why don't you start with STOP TALKING ABOUT IT. Me thinks you want this sensationalized hell to continue so as to drive home the "teachable moment". Whatever that is.
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