[T]oday we see virtually no objection to this exchange between radio host Roland Martin and First Lady Michelle Obama:
Martin: So can we, if we go out to the polls, can we say, we have ‘souls to the polls’ on Sunday, can we do ‘soul food after we vote’?
Mrs. Obama: Absolutely, I give everyone full permission to eat some fried chicken after they vote only after—if you haven’t voted…(laughter.)
Martin: Just checking!
Mrs. Obama: You make a good point because I am, I do talk about health. But I think that a good victory for Democrats on Tuesday, you know, should be rewarded with some fried chicken.
What, no watermelon?
Beside the obvious racism, double-standard, hypocrisy, etc. this betrays, I also see the cultural insensitivity of Michelle’s whole health kick itself. Roland Martin is a black man, and he’s practically begging Michelle for her blessing to eat what every fiber of his being is craving: “soul” food. Never mind that she’s the one who jumped to fried chicken, African Americans feel disloyal to her for wanting to eat the food they grew up with, comfort food, chicken soup for their “souls”.
In the Nixon administration, Earl Butz had to resign after saying all black people wanted were (speaking euphemistically) good sex, comfortable shoes, and a warm place to go to the bathroom. (Who doesn’t?)
Given that standard, at the very least, Mrs. Obama should be suspended from the White House for two weeks.