Come, I will conceal nothing from you; if I had ever been invited, I would have gone. But I’ve never been invited, and I probably never will be invited, and I suspect that some of the people who get all het up about the White House Correspondents Dinner might be similarly quietly wishing that they could go. And, yeah, I know that it’s vaguely silly to want to go to this thing. But, what the heck: if I can’t use this site to every so often admit to something vaguely silly, why do I have this site in the first place?
Now that I’ve established that, let me finish up by saying: no, it’s not #nerdprom. Most of those people aren’t nerds. And I don’t mean that as a compliment*.
Moe Lane
*I don’t mean it as an insult. Just as a statement of fact about an unfortunate lack of a particular quality.
Some of the attendees self-identifying as nerds is .. on par with pervys self-identitying as transgendered to oogle kids.
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Yes, I mean to insult #nerdprom.
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Mew
Just imagine how Our Fair Republic would be improved were a modern Guy Fawkes & Co hoist the lot of them on a grand petard .
Best line ever: ““Nerd Prom” is the cultural appropriation of the experience of the powerless by the powerful, not unlike Miley Cyrus’s appropriation of urban African-American culture, but without her sense of propriety, dignity, respect, humility, and restraint.”
I’d go, just to have fun with not know who any of those people are.
I’d call it #moronprom
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then again, it’s not nice to insult them*.
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The morons of course.