Dear Mr. President, Congratulations on your first 100 days. While we don’t always see eye-to-eye on the issues (for example, I believe pro-choice people are butchers and murderers, while you guys label right-to-lifers “extremists” and “terrorists”) I would never accuse you of being timid or unambitious. Why, just with the life issue alone, you’ve made so many changes – from the Mexican City Policy to increased embryonic stem cell destruction to giving high school girls the morning-after pill without parental consent to picking that woeful foe of fetuses, Kathleen Sebelius (do you have some weird fetish for fallen-away Catholics?) as Health and Human Services Secretary – that bloggers can barely keep up to date with their posts, and abortionists barely have time to sweep up the additional body parts. Still, although the pro-life, pro-family agenda is my general area of concern, my single-issue for writing you today (since I know your Homeland Security honchos get such a kick out of calling us single-issue groups) is your ill-timed commencement appearance at my alma mater, Our Lady’s University, better known as Notre Dame.