President Shecky of the Jungle worked his shtick at the White House Correspondents Dinner last night and his style was very float like a butterfly, sting like a bee which served him well (you can watch it here). Jay Leno, on the other hand, was his usual Vegas lounge act self, and by that I mean the Vegas of the seedier Downtown Las Vegas , not the Strip. Just awful. Mrs TBogg attended a $500 a plate charity dinner a few months back, at which Leno headlined while he was still in his prime time death throes, and she came home and commented that he was STILL telling Clinton dick jokes, making Leno about as timely as a Frank Gorshin Burt doing Lancaster impression.
Ha ha, yeah, whatever.
Getting back to the President, among the objects of his ridicule ( found at the nine minute mark) was Politico’s “win the morning” strategy of creating a story line that doesn’t exist in an effort to draw traffic as well as giving Cokie Roberts an opportunity to say “well, it’s out there” when conversation flags at Village cocktail parties. While the mock historical Politico headlines were passable (Japan Surrenders! Where’s the Bounce?), I have to give credit to the official White House humorist for the byline from the July 3, 1776 Politico headline story:
This amused me.