It did not go well:
I used to love Imus. That's the subject of another post.
Last night we had the spectacle of the White House Correspondents Dinner. Nerd Prom they call it now.
Being a child of the 80's we don't know when 'nerd' became a superlative. We suppose it was inevitable. We live in Bill Gates' world after all and if he and Waz and Jobs and company aren't nerds...
So now the WHCD is called 'nerd prom'.
It's enraging. The people attending this thing weren't the nerds back in the day. These were the smart kids, the preps. These were the kids who took all the honors classes, who used to speak French in the lunchroom, who got the good reco from the teachers. They looked good, had nice close and drove nice cars.
God I hated them.
The real nerds maybe had a table of their own in the corner, if they were lucky. More likely the nerd was sitting by himself, reading Issac Asimov and hoping no one noticed him.
Last night we saw a room full of Huma Abedin's [again with this?-ed].
President Trump completely outflanked these people last night by holding his own rally. Good for him. The media even had the gall to criticize Trump for holding a competing even that journalists would have to cover.
President Trump's war against the media continues. And he is winning.
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