Already Vanity Fair and The New Yorker have decided that the dinner is beneath them, with Vanity Fair bailing on its exclusive after-dinner party. Editor Graydon Carter, who said he’ll go fishing that weekend, told The New York Times, “We’ve taken a break from the dinner in the past,” so, whenever a Republican is in the White House, party over.
And now calls are emerging that everyone — everyone! — should just boycott the April 29 dinner altogether, even though the night is intended to be a lighthearted get-together of the players and the people who cover them, topped by a usually funny monologue by whoever happens to be president at the time.
Opinion editor Robert Schlesinger wrote recently in U.S. News & World Report that journalists shouldn’t show up, but instead should “make other plans that night and if [Mr. Trump] does attend, let the ratings- and crowd-obsessed narcissist freak address an empty ballroom.”
What’s more, the not-so-funny comedian Samantha Bee has announced an alternative event, very cleverly titled “Not the White House Correspondents’ Dinner” (get it?), which will feature comedians bashing the president in what will likely be a not-so-friendly slamfest. Said Bee: “We just want to be there in case something happens — or doesn’t happen — and ensure that we get to properly roast the president.”