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Crybaby meltdown at White House Correspondents' Association dinner

Charles Hurt, Washington Times

It is said that Washington is Hollywood for ugly people. That is, of course, an insult to homely people everywhere. But if Washington is the Hollywood of anything, then the insufferably tedious White House Correspondents’ Association dinner held every year is, truly, the Oscars of Washington. Every spring, frumpy, ink-stained wretches squeeze themselves into ridiculously mismatched tuxedos and sequined gowns straining at the seams and — I am not kidding — walk across a plush red carpet to the snapping and flashing of cameras. This, mere feet from the stone-walled sidewalk where President Ronald Reagan was nearly assassinated in 1981.