Isn’t it this guy’s job to convey Obama’s thinking to the media? Then how to explain this answer when we have video proof of The One merrily yukking it up during Sykes’s offending bit? Good lord, even Keith Olbermann thought it was “probably” in bad taste, which, coming from him about a fellow lefty, is tantamount to nuclear-hot outrage.

Ben Shapiro said all that needs to be said about the fundamental cowardice of dumping on Republicans at Obama’s big debutante ball:

Wanda Sykes, by contrast, is the most gutless and feckless performer ever to grace the White House Correspondents Dinner.

Sykes, for those who haven’t seen her stellar work in gems like CondomNation, Brother Bear 2, and Over the Hedge, is a militant lesbian with a grating voice and an obnoxious strut. She recently proclaimed during the California Prop. 8 debate that “Everybody that knows me personally, they know I’m gay … Now, I gotta get in their face. I’m proud to be a woman. I’m proud to be a black woman, and I’m proud to be gay.”

Well, apparently she’s not so proud to be gay. Because when given the opportunity to make jokes about the nation’s leading proponent of opposite-sex marriage, President Barack Obama, she said precisely nothing. Instead, she chose to gently stroke his ego with jokes about his pecs, his dog, and his basketball skills.

Eh, this is Clinton redux: Just as feminist outrage was muted then in the interest of serving the Democratic power structure, so is gay outrage muted now. In the great taxonomy of political identities, “Democrat” — the stamp of virtuous intentions — still trumps all.