America, can you smell what Barack is cooking?

Elitist snobbery boils over at 1600 Pennsylvania Ave

The best-dressed woman in Washington DC (what in Sam Hill is she wearing in that photo, a hose-clamp?) went to the marketplace yesterday.

You see, she was in the middle of preparations for dinner when she discovered, quelles horreurs, that she had no certified organic Tuscan kale in the cupboard. Zut alors, what an incipient tragedy! Better get off to the certified organic market a city block away, you know the one she personally ushered through the city permitting process so that the peons who don't have taxpayer-paid private chefs with unlimited kitchen budgets can buy certified organic Tuscan kale and certified Japanese Wagyu beef. She dispatches the Secret Service, who sweep the marketplace for Republicans, drive out all the customers, and shut the marketplace to everybody else, then she rides there in the back of the limousine. Dana Milbank, take it away.

The Secret Service and the D.C. police brought in three dozen vehicles and shut down H Street, Vermont Avenue, two lanes of I Street and an entrance to the McPherson Square Metro station. They swept the area, in front of the Department of Veterans Affairs, with bomb-sniffing dogs and installed magnetometers in the middle of the street, put up barricades to keep pedestrians out, and took positions with binoculars atop trucks. Though the produce stand was only a block or so from the White House, the first lady hopped into her armored limousine and pulled into the market amid the wail of sirens.

Then, and only then, could Obama purchase her leafy greens. "Now it's time to buy some food," she told several hundred people who came to watch. "Let's shop!"

Cowbells were rung. Somebody put a lei of marigolds around Obama's neck. The first lady picked up a straw basket and headed for the "Farm at Sunnyside" tent, where she loaded up with organic Asian pears, cherry tomatoes, multicolored potatoes, free-range eggs and, yes, two bunches of Tuscan kale. She left the produce with an aide, who paid the cashier as Obama made her way back to the limousine.

There's nothing like the simple pleasures of a farm stand to return us to our agrarian roots.

Why does that remind me of the arugula comment and the Obamas' well-known preference for $300 per pound Wagyu steaks from Japan, and Mike Dukakis' deranged recommendation to Iowa farmers that they diversify their corn and soybean crops with Belgian Endive?

SNOB much?

These are the champions of the dispossessed? This is the Democrat Party that controls every single big city bureaucracy boiling over with corruption and poverty everywhere in this country, every year makes every single one worse, and hasn't gotten anyone out of poverty or misery in 45 years? Yeah, the SNOB Democrats are the party of big promises but their results suck donkey dick!