FUCK the White House Correspondents Dinner

I don't care that President Obama "nailed it." Neither do I care if he disappointed some people.

I hate this fucking event, and I hate everyone who participates in it.

You know what this event is? It's the president and the top Washington journalists publicly declaring that, in the end, it all really is a game. And then, a week later, wondering why people call them "elites."

It's Wolf Blitzer rubbing his tennis ball cheeks against Kim Kardashian's jowls.

No, you assholes, NO. Al Qaeda isn't funny. And even if it is funny, you're not the ones who get to tell us once a year, how funny it all is.

We're the ones who get to tell you.