Since Barack Obama’s touchdown the British media has covered his waking hours with as much veracity as if it had been the arrival of the Messiah.
Undoubtedly, Obama is captivating, but to view the British news coverage would be to believe that he had garnered the powers of all world leaders and morphed into a one-man international power entity.
The political Superman, in effect.
On a personal level it is the European leaders that are of most interest: the German Chancellor Angela Merkel and her straight-talking fiscal sagacity; French President Nicolas Sarkozy who oozes control and stubbornness in equal measure; and dear Berlusconi whom I am convinced if touched by the British drizzle will dissolve into a puddle of hair-plugs in a manner akin to the Wicked Witch of the West.
Nevertheless, amidst the sycophantic coverage has been a momentary gem, captured during an ITN vox-pop with two siblings, aged perhaps 3 and 5 years.
The youngest gurgled Michelle Obama’s name a few times, before the journalist turned to his sister and asked her: “And who is Michelle Obama married to?”
To which she pondered, then declared: “Michelle Obama is married to the President. The President of…of… the United… [final flourish] The United Kingdom!”
As the old adage runs: “out of the mouths of babes”.