Alex’s First Foray Into the Briefing Room

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My goodness, I think I’m still in shock. It’s hard for me to taste things, listening to Coldplay’s “Viva La Vida” on the Metro home almost moved me to tears of happiness, and every so often I break out in a hyena-like “Hahahahahaha!!!!!”, exclamation points and all.

It’s definitely P-WHBS: That is, Post-White House Briefing Syndrome. Yes, I got to go to the briefing (and the barbecue press enclosure afterwards) today. For a news junkie like me, that’s like…a hippie going to Woodstock (and not dropping the brown acid. Did me dropping that reference just blow your mind? I thought it might). I mean, I was practically whistling like Charlie Bucket: “I’ve got a White House press pass, I’ve got a White House press pass~!”

After getting in without any problems, I was met on the other side of The Fence by Tommy, who led me past the entrance to the West Wing itself (asdfjkl; insert brain catching fire here) and to the entrance to the James S. Brady Press Briefing Room. Continue reading

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Politico Releases its Own Sexist Flesh List

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On the heels of the Playboy Hate F*** List controversy, you would think political blogs would have the sense to stay away from this kind of icky itemization.  Not Politico, which has released its own list of “The Hunks of Washington.” (ps Joanie Cunningham called, she wants part of that title back.)

When are men going to get the respect they deserve?  Why must Peter Orszag put up with being described as “so numbersy,” or Grover Norquist as “unyielding in his vision, in his mission,” or the kicker, Chuck Todd, a ““brainy guy poring over computer printouts.”  Why don’t they just stick these guys in Speedos and have them photographed washing Camaros?

Where’s the equality?