gross breach of security! The lamentations can be heard all over the land. And this non-story has dominated the news since it happened.
Come on, already. What is the big deal here? It's not like a suicide bomber got into the Blue Room, or somebody with evil on their minds and grenades and weapons on their person. I mean look how swimmingly everything is going there with the president. She looks striking in her scarlet sari, and he's distinguished and tall, don't you think? And Barack, well, he's just pleased as can be to see them. So, I hate to repeat myself, what is everybody so worried about? We have deficits of unimaginable proportions, we're being ruled by the banks, we're fighting two horrible losing wars, and the progressive president has turned out to be basically a middle-of-the-road wimp. And we're worried about a couple of sophisticates with the chutzpah to wrangle a way to the table in the Big House? Gimme a break.
Update I: I just read that this pair of Virginia socialites, Michaele and Tareq Salahi, who crashed the White House dinner aren't talking to anybody and are wanting somewhere around $500,000 to "tell their story." OK. Now I want the Secret Service to press charges.