How 'bout that Michelle Obama?

Didja read her New Yorker interview? Woo-hoo! Life's a bitch and it's just been getting worse and worse. And she even had to pay off her student loans! And it was SOO difficult. Never mind that they were probably subsidized by taxpayers.

Some highlights:

"We’re a divided country, we’re a country that is just downright mean, we are guided by fear, we’re a nation of cynics, sloths, and complacents. We have become a nation of struggling folks who are barely making it every day. Folks are just jammed up, and it’s gotten worse over my lifetime. And, doggone it, I’m young. Forty-four!”

What? How are we slothful, cynical, and complacent, yet struggling. Doesn't sound like we're struggling all that hard if we're so slothful and complacent.

"The life that I’m talking about that most people are living has gotten progressively worse since I was a little girl. . . . So if you want to pretend like there was some point over the last couple of decades when your lives were easy, I want to meet you!”

Oh, boo-hoo. You were a child then. You are an adult now. Get used to it. Suck it up a little bit. Didn't you got to Princeton and Harvard?

“You know, in my household, over the last year we have just shifted to organic for this very reason. I mean, I saw just a moment in my nine-year-old’s life—we have a good pediatrician, who is very focussed on childhood obesity, and there was a period where he was, like, ‘Mmm, she’s tipping the scale.’ So we started looking through our cabinets. . . . You know, you’ve got fast food on Saturday, a couple days a week you don’t get home. The leftovers, good, not the third day! . . . So that whole notion of cooking on Sunday is out. . . . And the notion of trying to think about a lunch every day! . . . So you grab the Lunchables, right? And the fruit-juice-box thing, and we think—we think—that’s juice. And you start reading the labels and you realize there’s high-fructose corn syrup in everything we’re eating. Every jelly, every juice. Everything that’s in a bottle or a package is like poison in a way that most people don’t even know. . . . Now we’re keeping, like, a bowl of fresh fruit in the house. But you have to go to the fruit stand a couple of times a week to keep that fruit fresh enough that a six-year-old—she’s not gonna eat the pruney grape, you know. At that point it’s, like, ‘Eww!’ She’s not gonna eat the brown banana or the shrivelledy-up things. It’s got to be fresh for them to want it. Who’s got time to go to the fruit stand? Who can afford it, first of all?”

You really, really, really could not make this stuff up.

Grievance, grievance, grievance.

Hillary, I love you. Relatively speaking.