The Correspondents’ Dinner is such a bizarre spectacle. There’s Ben Affleck sitting with Karl Rove. There’s Kathryn Lopez drinking with Bill, the Apprentice (true story, thank you very much). Its a weird thing watching the president and the First Lady have to sit through a video history of the White House press corps after a rubber-chicken dinner. But we free people do odd things sometimes.
And, we do, I confess, do interesting things to make sure we get into the Al Franken/Norah O’Donnell/Paul Wolfowitz/Drew Barrymore/Apprentice Heaven/Jonah Goldberg (what more do you need?!!!)/etc., etc. Bloomberg party.