Dan Friedman writes in an e-mail:

Apparently, the president called the police sergeant who busted his Harvard pal to try and put the genie back in the bottle and get the wingtip out of his mouth. As the spin goes, it was Sgt. Crowley who suggested the three meet for a cold one at Barack’s Bar & Grill on 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. and get acquainted. Call me an unbeliever on that one. More likely, Emanuel and Axelrod made the officer an invitation he felt he couldn’t refuse.
Either way, Crowley, you should stay home. With Skip Gates tagging along, there is no way the event won’t become a “racial healing” sensitivity training session jury-rigged to reinforce your alleged “racism” and Gates’ alleged “victimhood.” And so it has come to pass.
Reuters: “I am pleased that he, too, is eager to use my experience as a teaching moment, and if meeting Sgt. Crowley for a beer with the president will further that end, then I would be happy to oblige,” Gates said in a statement on an Internet newsletter he edits. Gates said he hoped his arrest would help reduce racial profiling by law enforcement agencies.
Ladies and gents, now you know how a victim of our country’s “deep-seated racism” can “overcome” and manage to emerge a multi-millionaire. Get a Ph.D. in doubletalk from Harvard.
Sergeant Crowley, FYI. It’s not too late to back out. Tell the White House, regrets, you forgot about the Policemen’s Ball. A streetwise cop like you ought to know two-against-one ain’t fair.