OK, but is Mrs. Obama the Second In Command of the military then? A visit isn’t an inspection. The first inspection I stood, the Captain flipped a silver dollar on my bunk. It didn’t bounce high enough. He tipped over my bunk and my wall locker and told me I was descended from dogs. Mrs. Obama can be stern, but I don’t think she’d do that to anyone.
Normally I left such foolishness to my Sgts.
I had other things to do.