Ah, Nerd Prom: second chance prom for some, the White House Correspondentsâ€™ Dinner if youâ€™re a journalist with any sense of shame.
Itâ€™s the night journalists suspend any remaining pretense of objectivity to rub elbows with celebs like Kim Kardashian and Elle Macpherson. Oh, and to giggle like lovestruck schoolgirls while the president delivers canned one-liners.
Hmm, so maybe not that different than any other night.
Someone should let them know itâ€™s not 1985 and the guys in Menudo arenâ€™t going to sign their copies of Tiger Beat.
Sure, they try to play it off like itâ€™s ironic. Yâ€™know, like trucker hats and pornstaches. Sorry, journos, youâ€™re going to have to work harder at weaving that narrative:
Those screaming girls? Probably our media.
But not bad material for a Twitchy post!
Some poor souls, like the Washington Postâ€˜s chief Occupy D.C. correspondent, wonâ€™t get to toss their panties at celebrity crushes.
Chief Occupy D.C. correspondent! That exists. And apparently, sheâ€™s not welcome at Nerd Prom. Maybe she worked too hard to fit in with the Occupiers?
But at least itâ€™s a diverse crowd:
If you canâ€™t take the fawning spectacle, hereâ€™s a coping tip:
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