Hearken back to early February, when the Young President was speaking to a Prayer Breakfast (I know -- that's a joke in itself, isn't it!), attempting to praise his military. Remember how he expressed an intimate familiarity with his military and its specialists?
Having spent the morning at Belle Chasse Naval Air Station/Joint Reserve Base with a military group (and my husband being retired from the Army, and all, so I can't get him in trouble -- much), I just hear this poster speaking to me:
The poster speaks to me and pronounces my name correctly.
I know -- I'm being petty, and a little catty.
So, sue me! I got nothin' else.
Meowrr.
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