The Cranky Media Guy

President Bush Attends Radio and Television Correspondents’ Annual Dinner

Hey, Washington press corps people!  Do you ever wonder why an increasing number of Americans think you’re not telling us the whole truth…or any truth at all?  Maybe it has something to do with wingdings like this annual dinner, where you hang out, eating rubber chicken and laughing at lame jokes made by the very people you are supposed to be covering objectively.

The line between show business and “news” in this country is thin enough without you “reporters” hobnobbing with these pricks.  You think they come to this dinner because they LIKE YOU?  Puh-leeze.  They do it because they know it’s the easiest way to own you.  It’s damn near impossible to laugh at a guy’s (faux) self-deprecating jokes on Monday night and report objectively on him Tuesday morning.  I mean, how bad a guy can he really be if he can make jokes about what a bitch his mother is, right?  

Let’s be honest here.  You never wanted to be in REAL journalist.  What you wanted to be in was show business.  You just didn’t have any talent at singing, acting or playing an instrument.  If you’re a Big Time TV reporter, though, you get to be on camera and people come up to you on the street and tell you how they watch you every night.  Wow, just like regular show business.

A REAL journalist would be horrified at the notion of socializing with the people he/she covers.  You guys, on the other hand, fight to get the best table at this dog and pony show. 

No problem.  Just keep on going to this whorefest and laughing as Karl Rove, the biggest prick in America, embarasses his fat fucking self by pretending to be a rapper.  I hear that Adolf Hitler knew how to tell a great after-dinner joke.  You guys would have LOVED him. 

Keep being surprised when newspaper sales and viewership of TV news shows drop.  Just because I’m a swell guy, I’ll let you in on the reason: No one thinks you’re telling us the truth about what’s really going on in our country because we can see just how far up the collective ass of the rich and powerful you are.