Editor’s Note: The following article is reprinted, with the author’s permission, from his Facebook post June 14. It is the best commentary I’ve seen about the travesty of the UFC goon insulting First Lady Michelle Obama.
As if this White House UFC circus had not already thoroughly embarrassed the presidency, the institution, and the country, it somehow managed to descend even further into the gutter.
Fresh off his fight, Josh Hokit grabbed a microphone at an event being staged on the grounds of the White House and shouted, “Michelle Obama is a man.”
That was it. That was the contribution. Not a thought about America. Not a reflection on the nation’s 250th anniversary. Not a word about service, sacrifice, citizenship, or unity. Just a juvenile insult aimed at a former First Lady in front of a cheering crowd that has increasingly confused cruelty with courage and ignorance with authenticity.
Let’s be clear about what happened here. A man was handed a microphone at the White House, the White House, and chose to use it to hurl a playground taunt at a former First Lady. If you had written this scene into a political satire ten years ago, an editor would have rejected it for being too absurd and too on-the-nose.
This is the same White House where presidents have hosted world leaders, negotiated peace agreements, comforted grieving families, honored military heroes, welcomed civil rights icons, and attempted to project the best version of America to the rest of the world. On this particular evening, however, it served as the backdrop for a multimillion-dollar spectacle where one of the featured attractions was a fighter shouting insults about Michelle Obama.
And perhaps the most predictable part of all was what came immediately before it. Hokit thanked Jesus.
Of course he did.
Nothing captures the contradiction at the heart of modern performative outrage culture quite like invoking faith and humility moments before publicly humiliating someone for applause. Somewhere between the Beatitudes and the microphone, the message appears to have gotten lost.
What makes the entire episode so revealing is that it strips away all the patriotic wrapping paper surrounding this event. The giant flags. The military flyovers. The endless speeches about America. The declarations of strength. The choreographed displays of toughness. Beneath all of it lies something much smaller, much pettier, and much more juvenile. Strip away the fireworks and sponsorship logos and what remains is often little more than grievance, mockery, and the desperate need to own perceived enemies.
Michelle Obama has spent years encouraging Education, public service, healthy living, and civic engagement. Whether one agrees with her politics is irrelevant. She conducted herself as First Lady with a level of discipline, composure, and dignity that stands in stark contrast to the carnival atmosphere that unfolded on the South Lawn. The fact that a former First Lady became the target of a cheap insult at an event supposedly celebrating America tells you everything you need to know about the priorities of the people involved.
The entire evening increasingly felt like a metaphor for the age we are living through. A giant steel structure towering over the White House. Billionaires congratulating billionaires. Corporate sponsors plastered everywhere. Politicians, influencers, and celebrities mingling beneath patriotic branding. Fighters emerging through rooms historically reserved for diplomacy. And now, apparently, insults directed at former First Ladies serving as Entertainment.
This wasn’t strength. It wasn’t patriotism. It wasn’t even rebellion.
It was trashy. White Trashy.
Not because of the sport. Not because of the athletes. Not because Americans enjoy competition. It was trashy because a building that is supposed to symbolize the highest aspirations of a democratic republic was treated like the set of a reality television food fight.
For years, defenders of Trump have insisted that critics were overreacting. That every new outrage was being exaggerated. That every breach of decorum was insignificant. Yet nights like this reveal the cumulative effect. Standards matter. Institutions matter. Symbols matter. Once you stop caring about them, eventually you find yourself applauding insults where statesmanship once lived.
And that is precisely what happened at the White House tonight. And Trump fell asleep. Again.
Michael Jochum – Not Just a Drummer: Reflections on Art, Music, Politics, Dogs, and the Human Condition. A
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