There's isn't a more wretched hive of scum and elitist douchebaggery than the annual White House Correspondents Dinner. You know, the annual meeting of D.C. media establishment types reveling in the smell of their own butt toots.
The WHCD also tries to do its best impersonation of a Friar's Club roast, where a comedian does ten minutes or so making fun of politicians. Though this year, some are saying they missed the mark.
The Daily Show's
Michelle Wolff was tasked with dispensing the giggles.
Instead, we got this. Get ready to cringe:
“I’m never really sure what to call Sarah Huckabee Sanders, you know? Is it Sarah Sanders? Sarah Huckabee Sanders? Is it Cousin Huckabee? Is it Auntie Huckabee Sanders? Like, what is Uncle Tom but for white women who disappoint other white women? I know… Aunt Coulter.”
Even the people laughing and clapping sound like they're only doing it out of pity for Michelle Wolff.
I'm a firm believer there should be no limits on comedy. So let's not do the faux outrage thing many are doing. You can't defend Nick Di Paolo and Owen Benjamin, while acting indignant about Michelle Wolff crossing a line we regularly say doesn't exist. Nevertheless, there's no limits on saying Michelle Wolff's routine was the comedic equivalent of having a pinecone crammed up your anus.