You have got to be kidding! I grew up on the beaches of Panama City and I spent a lot of time out around Grand Lagoon and Alligator Point. As a randy youngster I did a bunch of stuff out there, but swimming wasn't one of my activities. It never occurred to us to get in the water. We were just fine with a blanket and a couple of short cans of Country Club Malt Liquor. (Ad from www.gono.com)Besides, its kind of mucky and murky over there and just a mile or so away from the point is one of the most beautiful stretches of beach in the world...with crystal clear water and sugar white sand.
While the beaches were once lily-white (literally as well as figuratively) they have been available to people of all racial, gender, ethnic, and religious persuasions for years. Someone might ought to of mentioned that to Mr. Obama.
Swimming at Alligator Point might have caused the President to wonder what was worth saving from that oil gusher in the Gulf.
On the plus side for the Prez and Sasha, I don't recall ever hearing of alligators milling about at Alligator Point. Mosquitoes, yes! Gators, no! Most all the gators I ever did hear about hung out at the Swamp in Gainesville and weren't particularly popular in Seminole country.
This is for my daughter up yonder in Pannymaw.
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