#WHCD #MichelleWolf #SarahSanders #WhiteHouseCorrespondentsDinner
Fuck this whole conversation about "what happened" to Sarah Huckabee Sanders. I'm tired of reading and hearing about the "outrage" over what was "done to her" at the White House Correspondence Dinner.
Fuck this whole conversation about "what happened" to Sarah Huckabee Sanders. I'm tired of reading and hearing about the "outrage" over what was "done to her" at the White House Correspondence Dinner.
At this time, when there is so much violence, psychological and emotional, being perpetrated against the black, queer, and female body by the Trump administration, I really don't have time for people worried about a few jokes told at a dinner.
When I think of those travesties that Sanders calls "press conferences", this administration doesn't need a dinner, it needs a tribunal.
Part of the brilliance of Michelle Wolf's performance is watching the reactions in the audience. If any of those people roasted had just gone ahead and laughed with her, they would have been considered good sports and it probably wouldn't have been as news worthy.
But thinking about Wolf's last line and Flint with everyone in the audience looking so rich and privileged, I don't understand why we are worried at all about the feelings of Sanders or Kellyann Conway or Megyn Kelly or Mike Pence. Maybe we should be worried about Flint.
So, no, I don't have any tears today for Ms. Sarah Huckabee Sanders. We ain't driving you no more, Miss Daisy. As a comedian once said, "Get your ass out at the next corner and walk."
