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Tuesday, 24 November 2009

Mind your manners: It’s the hottest ticket in town--Obama’s first state dinner--and it’s going to be bigger, better and more unbelievably glam (think Camelot, think Pablo Casals on cello, think John Kenneth Galbraith in a tux) than anything that went on in the dark, fusty Dubya days. (And aren’t we all thrilled to see the last of those?) On the off-chance that you manage to score an invite and snag some face time with His Eminence, here are a few things which, for etiquette’s sake (etiquette being a prime consideration for this president), you should probably avoid saying:

· “Bow much?”

· “So what’s Barney Frank really like?”

· “I don’t see Jerry Wright in the crowd. Is he here?”

· “Hora time!”

· “Those samosa hors d’oeuvres were dee-lish!

· “The Fairness Doctrine makes me want to hurl.”

· “That Michelle is babelicious! She sure gives Queen Rania a run for her money.”

· “I don’t see Queen Rania in the crowd. Is she here?”

· “As I was remarking to Geert Wilders the other day…”

· “Obamahu Akbar!”