The idea was never wrong, and the impression wasn’t false. The dinner — encased in back-to-back parties — is exactly what it looks like. There’s something truly awe-inspiring about the Washington media’s resumption of the annual White House Correspondents’ Association dinner in all its tacky, wince-worthy depravity. It’s as if they hadn’t spent the last several years pretending to have gone through a profound reckoning, acknowledging it as a decadent and unnecessary affair that bred suspicion of journalists being too in bed, literally, with the people they’re supposed to be holding accountable on behalf of the public.All it took was...
