An archaic, queasy and unseemly spectacle
Jacki Lyden has a nicely blistering post on the hypocritical shunning of Michelle Wolf:
Michelle Wolf did get it just right and the journalists uncomfortable with that maybe should find another line of work. The White House Correspondents dinner is an archaic, queasy and unseemly spectacle that seems to underscore how inbred the relationship between the press and the politicos can be. It’s ID (the comedian) meets EGO (the journalists) meets SUPER EGO (the Administration). Any administration. Journalism shouldn’t be about swanning around the power-makers in public. (I could be wrong, but I think the New York Times no longer attends this thing.) Wolf was as crude as she needed to be in a crude time, and she spoke more truths about the current administration than most do, but I still think the dinner is dumb.
She’s not wrong. The Times has repeatedly mentioned that it stopped attending in 2008.
Sarah Huckabee Sanders is a terrible bald-faced liar working for a terrible bald-faced liar, and once again, carried Trump’s water (since he didn’t have the nerve to go) and while comedians are some of the most vulgar people on the planet, they’re paid to be– the president is not. The point is, this administration has put lies on a nuclear rocket launcher and aimed it at Democracy, so if Michelle Wolf wants to go after that, and journalists don’t, who’s doing the heavy lifting here in terms of defending the first amendment?
Not Sarah Sanders, we know that much.
Comedians have been doing the heavy lifting for many years now.
The WHPC should be ashamed of themselves. Assuming they’re even capable of shame.
Lady M – don’t forget the cartoonists (I do consider them separate from comedians, though working in a similar genre)
I say, “Those who cannot remember the cartoons are condemned to repeat them.”
I like the old-time political cartoons where the protagonists wear sashes explaining their roles. I’d find life a lot simpler if everyone wore an explanatory sash.
So, latsot, what would you want your sash to say? Mine would probably say “eccentric weirdo”, at least if it was written by anyone who knows me…
Bridge burner.