The Palin/turkey incident immediately reminded me of the Obama/chicken incident in Dreams From My Father: --------------------------------------------------- “Don’t you think he’s a little young?” Lolo shrugged and looked down at me. “The boy should know where his dinner is coming from. What do you think, Barry?” I looked at my mother, then turned back to face the man holding the chicken. Lolo nodded again, and I watched the man set the bird down, pinning it gently under one knee and pulling its neck out across a narrow gutter. For a moment the bird struggled, beating its wings hard against the ground,...