File this under Ew.
Yesterday, the Daily Caller ran an expose of sorts about how President Obama admitted to eating dog meat as a child. The detail came about from Obama's 2004 book, Dreams From my Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance, in which the future president wrote about his experiences as a boy in Indonesia dining on exotic foods, including grasshoppers, snakes and... gulp... dogs.
With Lolo [Soetoro], I learned how to eat small green chili peppers raw with dinner (plenty of rice), and, away from the dinner table, I was introduced to dog meat (tough), snake meat (tougher), and roasted grasshopper (crunchy). Like many Indonesians, Lolo followed a brand of Islam that could make room for the remnants of more ancient animist and Hindu faiths. He explained that a man took on the powers of whatever he ate: One day soon, he promised, he would bring home a piece of tiger meat for us to share.”
As the DC's Jim Treacher noted, liberals have criticized the Romneys for transporting family dog Seamus in a crate strapped to the roof of their car during vacations in the 1980s. "Say what you want about Romney," Treacher wrote, "but at least he only put a dog on the roof of his car, not the roof of his mouth."
With that, the 2012 "Dog Wars" officially began. Conservatives took to Twitter to speculate about the canine cuisine, and before long #ObamaDogRecipes was a trending topic with various suggestions from "Chihuahua Chimichangas" and "German Shephard's Pie" to "Chicken Poodle Soup" and "Puppyseed Bagels."
[I]t seems desperate for the Romney campaign to bring up something that happened to Obama when he was 10 years old, not preparing his own meals, in a country where eating dog meat probably isn’t all that unusual as if it compares in any way to Romney, as a 36-year old adult, in America, making the conscious decision to strap his family pet to the roof of a car for a 12-hour drive, and leaving it up there even after it got sick. ...
If President Obama had made the conscious decision to eat dog meat as a 36-year old adult, in America, claimed the dog liked being eaten, and still claimed he didn’t think there was anything wrong with it, the Romney campaign would have a point and my pack would be on the president like a pack of wild, well….dogs. But that isn’t what happened.
The whole dog debacle is really silly, but I don't think a grown man advertising himself as a dog named Rusty should be lecturing people on what is "desperate" and/or normal.
That said, it's time to move on from the dog wars, folks. There are bigger
fish to fry issues to discuss this election season.