Sometimes something is just so funny that, regardless of whether you can directly tie it to the relevant issues, you have to say: Read this.  In modern parlance, I have an aritcle I want to "share" with you.

Ricochet’s Stephen Miller has written one of the funniest pieces I've read in a long time: “The Extraordinary Life of Barack Obama’s Imaginary Son.” As you probably know, President and Mrs. Obama granted People magazine an interview in which they recounted their lives as the “First Oppressed Couple of the United States.” Needless to say, like any doted parent, the president didn't fail to mention his imaginary son:

The small irritations or indignities that we experience are nothing compared to what a previous generation experienced,” President Obama said. “It’s one thing for me to be mistaken for a waiter at a gala. It’s another thing for my son to be mistaken for a robber and to be handcuffed, or worse, if he happens to be walking down the street and is dressed the way teenagers dress.

The imaginary First Son is resilient in the face of many challenges:

In his life, Obama’s imaginary son has been shot at, concussed out of football, and racially profiled. Yet he keeps picking himself up and carrying on. Obama’s imaginary son should be an example to us all. No matter what kind of imaginary circumstances we find ourselves in, we can continue on with our imaginary lives.

One day this country can hopefully move on from racism experienced by imaginary people — and, let’s face it, the country doesn’t have the best of history of its treatment of imaginary people. We have, however, made progress in the civil rights of imaginary people and for that we, as a country, should be proud. We shouldn’t ignore, however, the real truth that racism toward imaginary sons is still a real problem, as our President constantly reminds us. We can’t be afraid to have the conversation, no matter how painful it might be, about continuing the racial healing of imaginary people.

President Obama, however, also should look inward and ask why his imaginary son continues to put himself in these situations. Perhaps it is also his own failings as an imaginary parent. Maybe his imaginary son is trying to rebel against the pressures that come with being the first imaginary son of the United States. Perhaps the President can get him some better-fitting clothes and tell him to stay in school instead of having constant run-ins with imaginary police.

Fortunately, the Obama daughters, who attend the exslusive Sidwell Friends, suffer none of the deprivations of their imaginary brother.