"I'm not her boyfriend!" I shouted. I ran up to Coretta and gave her a slight shove; she staggered back and looked up at me, but still said nothing. "Leave me alone!" I shouted again. And suddenly Coretta was running, faster and faster, until she disappeared from sight. Appreciative laughs rose around me. Then the bell rang, and the teachers appeared to round us back to class.
No wonder Barack Obama underpays women who work for him. He's been carefully taught to treat 'em that way.
Moe Lane (crosspost)
PS: Oh, I'm sorry: was that unfair? Let me keep repeating this: the Left will not win a "Whose candidate is weirder?" contest. Also: Obama staffers need to read their candidate's own books before they try to pass scary stories about Romney to the mainstream press. Because while Barack Obama may have meant that passage to be about how racism ("Coretta's" description was perhaps slightly... stereotypical) informed his upbringing, it reads just as easily as being an account of How I Learned To Push Women Around And Never Suffer The Consequences.