So Politico.com has a sad story concerning the White House Holiday Party – an event that usually allows reporters to skulk around the White House and get their pics taken with the President.
But shockingly, things may be different this year. Some members of the press were left off the list, and it looks like those invited won’t be enjoying the typical “receiving-line photo.”
What? Did I just say what I think I said?
Can we rewind that please?
But shockingly, things may be different this year. Some members of the press were left off the list, and it looks like those invited won’t be enjoying the typical “receiving-line photo.”
I know, I know. How will the reporters cope? I mean, sure – we all have problems this year. Because of the recession, I’m cutting back on unicorn ornaments and Vicodin. But the real tragedy is the denial of those precious few moments standing next to the Commander-in-Cuteness. I can’t imagine anything more horrible – and believe me – I’m really good at imagining horrible.
I think one print reporter said it best when he told Politico: “The White House is magical at Christmas.”
So true, but it’s even more true now that we have an authentic Santa Claus living there, a transcendent being beloved by the media because he promises them stuff they want so badly: a cleaner planet, an end to American arrogance, an increase in global popularity and – fingers crossed – federally funded abortions! We might even get a revamped Fairness Doctrine, but only if we wish really hard!
Anyway, “Red Eye” is coming to the rescue. While there will be no receiving line at the White House, we’re having one at “Red Eye.” I’ll be dressed as an elf, and I’ll even be making my special homemade egg nog.
What can I say: we love to receive. Some say too much.
And if you disagree with me, you’re probably a homophobic racist who hates the planet.
Mike Baker!
Jill Dobson!
Joe Devito!
and…Dr. Michael Baden!