Racing Against Rats?

     Hint: if all about you in the contest are rats, you probably, are, too.  And likewise with idiots.  So I wasn't terribly surprised Christmas Day when a meme started making the rounds on F*cebook, urging Michelle Obama to run for President in 2020!  --And citing, matter-of-factly, her setting right the horrors of a Donald Trump Presidency. 

     I find several things wrong with that, starting with the obvious lack of a time machine, the idiocy of casting Presidents as magic-fairy philosopher-kings, the inappropriateness of partisan memes on one of the most "let's get along" of holidays, and her easily web-searchable lack of interest in the job.

     Catch that last item?  Consider this: a woman whose former condo neighbors describe as being notably more Type A than her husband, a woman who just spent four years next to the guy holding the highest office in the land, responded, when asked about running for the job, "No, no, no." Why, it is almost as if my long-held notion that POTUS is a crappy job just might be true.

     Come 2020 -- or 2018, more likely -- the Dems will be seething with politicians who actually want the job; the Republicans probably will, too, because that's how it works.  And the Libertarian Party will find some barely-Libertarian pol to give interviews and lose like the Druids when Rome rolled in, woad and all.  I'm pretty sure there's plenty of time to fret about that later.