Your .02
I'm impressed that you know reporters. I know fry cooks at Wendys, and though they are outraged at the way the Washington Press Corps is behaving, they are also outraged at the 2 am drive-through schedule.
I wish I could think of a good question. The only question I can think of at times like this is, "What is the airspeed velocity of an unladen sparrow?"
I submit the following: When White House correspondents retire to Kinkead's after a tiresome day of cutting, pasting, and adding their bylines to administration propaganda, do they prefer the braised lamb with gigante beans or the applewood-smoked, bacon-wrapped monkfish with lentils?
Abby: No need to be impressed. I went to school with people who later became (good) reporters; that's all. Hence my pissiness over assertions that there's something wrong with journalists in general. I know a few, and they aren't any different professionally from anyone else. They do their jobs, and most of them do them well. There are losers in every profession; that can't be helped. Every now and then, we even get one in the White House.
Irate: God, that sounds good. Any way I can get applewood-smoked, bacon-wrapped lamb with lentils? I usually make lentil curry. Any suggestions?
Perhaps I could offer my (non-cooking) services to any ne'erdowell Washington journalistas. For a small fee, I could cut, paste and add bylines while said journalists get an edge in line. I could trade cash for credit. Any day.
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