While I’m just as agape as the next woman over those im-pec-cable photos of our next Commander in Chief (‘Hail to the Chief, baby!”) and just as annoyed and disgusted by the actions of paparazzi, the guy who took the photos of the O did the nation a big favor. I’m already nervous out of my mind sometimes for the safety of Obama. This just showed how easily some murderous jackass with a sniper gun could have taken out our next President.
So, thanks, Mr. Paparazzi, even though the rest of the year you are a leech on the ass of society. You finally did something — inadvertently — good.