(Yes, The Blog is kicking the promised television commentary can down the road, again. As you have probably guessed by now, The PC is working on a run for Congress.)
But, yeah.
The White House Correspondents Dinner.
(Or is that "Correspondent's" Dinner? I'm not sure.)
That one night a year when The Press and The President, Republicans and Democrats, Fox "News" and Current TV, Steven Spielberg and Donald Trump, all gather together in the same room for the purpose of lightening-up for a bit. And all for charity.
What a great night.
What a great tradition.
It's like a Friar's Club Roast on a national level.
If you have about 24 minutes to spare, check out The President's turn at the podium, here.
In the last few minutes, he breaks from tradition and gets serious for a bit.
Appropriate, I think, considering the events of the last week or so.
But, not everyone is on board with the traditional, annual frivolity.
Sarah Palin, in her ongoing, futile quest to remain relevant, tweeted the following twiticism...
Stay classy, Sarah.
The Blog feels your pain.
The PC wasn't invited this year, either.
*Post Script*
The Blog just coined a new word, tonight.
Twiticism™
That's right. That's mine.
Feel free to use it in conversation and correspondence.
No royalties will be charged.
But, if you can, give your old Uncle PC a tip 'o the hat when you use it.
Thanks.
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