Dan Kaszeta

Nearly all of the time an egg is an egg, and a milkshake is a milkshake. We, in the USSS, on President Bush, in the post 9/11 era didn't consider that stuff to be "political violence" in the absence of evidence of intent to cause actual harm.

We had eggs thrown. We had powder thrown. We had drinks thrown. I had a frappucino thrown at us in a motorcade. Mostly, this stuff never made the press George Bush had a valet with a spare suit and a good attitude.

FFS, Nigel, Carl, Stephen. You got a whole posse of handlers and factotums. Keep a change of clothes handy and man up.

What some fail to understand is that this is not a binary all or nothing, black or white thing. There's a whole lot of grey area in a spectrum between completely innocuous funny shit and actual physical violence. And a milkshake is towards the former, not the latter.

We mustn't lose our sense of proportion here. FIN

PS. I did really fight a llama.

Addendum. Some have taken umbrage at my use of the phrase "man up". It was a phrase I would have used at the time. Perhaps there's a better expression.