A national treasure, it is.
Lost in the twitter derision of the “First Lady” using a “breakfast taco” metaphor to refer to hispanics is that she can’t read a teleprompter much better than her husband, pronouncing bodegas as “bógadas”:
Such an inspirational speech from a leftist elite female I have not seen since this gem from the past:
May your love flourish, regardless of how unlikely it is to be real!
We are still living in the trash compactor on the detention level of the Death Star.
Makes you think, doesn’t it?