Prince Charming

“If they have a difference with me on policy, they should debate me. Not her,” Obama told the magazine.

Very valiant. I have two words for Barack Obama: Hillary Clinton. Conservatives in particular and men in general have been taking guff for years that we’re a bunch of sexist pigs because we expect a President’s wife to bake cookies and entertain house guests. This of course is a greatly exaggerated myth meant to discredit as sexist anyone who suggests that the electorate votes for a candidate and not their wife (or husband for that matter).

Be that as it may, the Clintons clearly shattered any presumptions that a President’s wife is granted immunity in the political arena. We just spent the past year watching Hillary Clinton march around the country pretending that her marriage to a two term President was some kind of profound political experience. Well, the left doesn’t get to have it both ways. You can’t hold up your wife as an equally qualified advisor and colleague on Wednesday and then expect us to treat her like June Cleaver on Thursday.

To put it more succinctly: if you mess with the bull, you get the horns. If you’re going to grant your wife a large, visible role in your Presidential campaign, the electorate at large has a responsibility to vet her qualities and shortcomings. Spare us the Sir Lancelot act.