How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the White House Correspondents' Association

Even in the Pit of Perpetual Despair that is the 2^nd Bush Administration, it's nice to see that some self-deprecating black comedy is still appreciated at the White House.

...well, maybe not Steven Colbert-level black comedy, but some gallows humor, anyway.



Our country is going through — and perhaps heading towards —– some dark days, so my mind wondered to simpler times, simpler scandals, and simpler White House Correspondents' Dinners.

My favorite POTUS self-teasing was the video from Bill Clinton's final Correspondents' Dinner. All you need to do is watch the video (or, if you dare, read some contemporaneous conservative criticism) to be reminded that the concerns that preoccupied us during Clinton's tenure differ rather dramatically from the challenges our nation faces today.


Update:
(Yes, I realize that this is the second time that I've made an allusion to Dr. Strangelove in a post title. Expect this annoying trend to continue until all hope is not lost.)