“sPIFFY”
Notice also how the press politely waited to be called upon as Zero went down his list of the chosen? Where was the hungry journalist trying to jam through his important question? “Mister President! Mister President!”
Then for the press to switch the subject away from Porkulus and on to foreign affairs and steroids in baseball ... how about holding his feet to the fire, people? And the press corps seating arrangements!
I can only pray that some of these media whores will get offended enough to finally ask a tough question or two, before the last newspaper folds and America is dismantled.
It’s gonna fall apart. These charades always do.