Claim: Press, politicians ‘on the same team’
Look out! Hamilton Nolan’s all worked up again!
The Gawker media writer is up in arms over this weekend’s White House Correspondents’ Association Dinner — “a shameful display of whoredom that makes the ‘average American’ vomit in disgust, or, more likely, simply continue to disregard the findings of any ostensibly neutral journalistic outlet in favor of their own ideology of choice, because they have a fully solidified belief that the ‘mainstream media’ is little more than a bunch of ball-lapping lapdogs to whoever’s in power.”
Every year I ponder whether it’s possible to go to the Whore Dinner to cover it without being Part of the Problem, and I every year I decide that it is not. (Credit the New York Times and other news organizations who have come to the same conclusion.) And every year I and other humorless moralists write these somber diatribes about this event, and nothing ever changes, nor will it, because the media members themselves don’t give a fuck, because they like to meet celebrities, and the public doesn’t give a fuck because they already know the stars of the “mainstream media” are a bunch of patsy starfuckers who have to carefully consider how awkward next year’s Dinner might be every time they’re formulating uncomfortable questions for a politician, so who cares?
* “Fuck the White House Correspondents’ Association dinner”
* WaPo has more names of celebs who will be at tomorrow’s dinner
* Van Susteren’s bringing Lohan to the dinner, but objects to Louie C.K.?
* C-SPAN coverage of the dinner
Seems like the word f*ck has shown up several times today.
Is that really necessary?
I would think you’d have some kind of style rules.
This insulting of honest, hard-working whores must stop immediately
Aww, ain’t that cute.
It looks like some worker bee buried in the cubicles of Gawker, Inc. is all butt-hurt that he doesn’t play in the Big Leagues.
That’ll show ‘em …
I guess I’d say good on Nolan, he pretty well has the DC press corps pegged. And his degree of outrage and disgust seems finely calibrated to the precise dimensions that their betrayal of the profession and the public represents, the dinner itself being just the cherry atop a vast, steaming hot-sludge sundae.
Don’t let the fact that he’s basically right here (though puerile as usual) lead you to believe that he’s wise on these matters in general. After all, the Correspondents’ Dinner is a pretty easy target.
Nolan just seems to hate journalists in general, and his reasons seem personal (or maybe vocational.)
The guy sits on his ass and rants. Which is fine, but that’s ALL he does, ever. He provides no particular insight, and his writing isn’t nearly good enough to make it entertaining. He’s (yet another) blogger who just wants to write a college newspaper column for the rest of his life.
Gawd I hope President Romney cancels these stupid things