Saturday night was, in terms of humor, just about the worst White House Correspondents’ Association dinner I’ve seen. President Obama wasn’t funny, and neither was the hired help, Joel McHale. I actually fell asleep watching at home during McHale’s routine.
So, no, I didn’t go this year. And, sorry, not because of some principled stand against Washington narcissism and corruption, but because of a mixup with my tickets. I wanted to go because, yes, it’s fun, because it’s great for building relationships and sources that I need for this website, and because I would have gotten you some great photos and a few good anecdotes. Anyway, it’s okay, staying home saved me a pile of dough.
Politico has conveniently culled the best lines by Obama and McHale. It must have taken some work.