“Get off the bench! I’m in charge here!” yelled a member of President Obama’s security detail at my dad. He and my mom were being moved for the third time along Main Street in Edgartown, Massachusetts on Saturday night, in what they referred to as a disorganized mess for the Obama family dinner. My mother said the way the security guy was talking made it feel like the Gestapo. In her words, “I couldn’t believe this was happening here.” The Obamas chose to dine for several hours at the Atlantic Fish and Chop House, in Edgartown.  Main Street was basically shut-down to everyone except them. My mother counted 16 SUVs and 12 motorcycles on the ready. When the Obamas were done, they loaded up and zoomed away through the narrow streets with the SUVs sometimes side-by side. That’s a total of 28 vehicles in all on taxpayers’ dime for a quiet night out with the fam. Now that’s the power of other people’s money. Not to mention the disruption to everyone else who happened to be on vacation on their own dime.