Well, I think Iâve just reached my level of bullshit tolerance.
At the White House Correspondentsâ Dinner, Barack Obama sliced and diced the assembled luminaries, depicting them as trivial ratings chasers more eager to pursue a scoop so as to drive ratings and sell more advertising, than serious practitioners of the art of journalism, plying their craft as a public trust so that free citizens in a free republic can be fully informed about the issues of the day so as to render sober decisions about their own lives.
The poster child for this frivolous “journalism” is Maureen Dowd of the New York Times, who seems to have upped her Obama-dismay to 11 over the past few weeks. The Presidentâs take down of her article saying that he was nothing like Andrew Shepherd, fictional president in “The American President”, is a beauty to behold.
Maureen Dowd said I could solve all my problems if I were just more like Michael Douglas in “The American President”. Michael, whatâs your secret, man? Could it be that youâre an actor in an Aaron Sorkin liberal fantasy?
Obamaâs entire WHCD speech was a master class in telling a captive audience just how useless they were to the wider countryâs problems which needed urgent solutions.
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