Where everybody knows your name...

I'm working on a Cheers metaphor for Obama Beer Summit 2009 (of course Cheers didn't have any major Black characters, so that makes this difficult).

Sorry, Nick Tortelli doesn't count.

Well, they did make it a little easier by adding Joe Biden to the meeting, who makes a perfect Ernie "Coach" Pantusso.

Hey, let me tell you about those dumbass russians...

And Henry Louis Gates would be the natural choice as Frasier. A somewhat snooty academic who when agitated exhibits loud and tulmultous behavior.

IS IT BECAUSE I'M A BLACK MAN IN AMERICA?

Sgt. James Crowley, dedicated public servant, would be a great Cliff Claven.

Hey Woody, Did I ever tell you about the time I kicked down Cornell West's door...?

And I guess Obama, the lady-killer ex-jock serving up the brews at the White House would be a natural Sam Malone.

uhh...nevermind

Well, inapproriate Cheers allusions aside, I think we can all breathe a sigh of relief that our country survived this crisis and that Sgt. Crowley didn't have to take the two rogue Negroes into custody.

Don't forget to save a little Blue Moon for the dead homies...

All jokes aside, you have to commend NeObama for his sense of political theatre. He stepped in it last week, but he wiped his shoe off and kept striding.