Can there be, one wonders, extant on this planet some poor, benighted souls for whom the essence of desire does not reside in the hem of Barack Obama’s garment? Who aren’t completely mesmerized by a quick stop of Brother Love’s Travelling Salvation Show? or who don’t feel unworthy to breathe the same air? Who might be emotionally steamrollered by experiencing, all in one big lump, Michelle’s biceps and Oprah’s waistline? Who don’t want any iPods of Barack’s speeches?
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