In Hillary's defense. . .

. . .I can understand how she might misspeak in describing how she sashayed across an airport tarmac. This sort of thing happens to me all the time. In fact, just this past Friday night, as I was walking into my favorite local eatery to enjoy a few beers and the company of friends, I ran into an old friend I hadn't seen in years. We stopped and chatted for a few minutes, catching up on the intervening years. Then, we bid our fond farewells for what will likely be another 15 years or more.

Later, as I was sitting at the bar talking with the friends I see on a more regular basis, one turned to me and asked, "So, Walt, what did you do today?"

"Oh, I killed a guy in the parking lot," I replied.

You see? I mean, this really could happen to anyone. So, as long as we're cutting Obama some slack, let's show Hillary that same kind of magnanimity.