Still with their newspapers, the Obama's continued to lovingly trade ideas for a new world of true, ethnic equality.
"...but sweetheart, can we really find an unbiased, fair jury in New York to try these Abu Ghraib prisoners?" asked Michelle.
Obama patted her hand reassuringly.
"Michelle, why should we submit these poor guys to more legal stuff they can't understand in the first place, dear? No! We're a nation of tolerance and civil rights. Ethnic diversity! Respect for all peoples! We need to make our friends abroad feel truly heard in 2009, to allow a trial of these men by righteous peers."
Michelle looked confused for a spell. "San Francisco?"
Obama turned the news page.
"No, sweetie. Syria," he said.