"Bad optics, Hagelovitch? What do you mean, 'bad optics?' Just obey my orders."
At that moment Valerie Jarrett burst into the Oval Office. "Barry!" she yelled "Are you out of your mind?" "There's nothing in my Sunday instructions for you about sending in police and the Army against war heroes. Barry, I can't trust you alone for five minutes. I'm confiscating your iPresidentophone. Call off the security forces now!"
"Yes, Valerie, I'm very sorry Valerie," I said, trying not to look too crestfallen. Like Michelle, she never lets me have any fun. But enough about me.