The Root Goes to the Least Exciting White House Correspondents' Dinner Ever

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Every year for the last nine years The Root usually gets lucky and gets one or two tickets (but usually just one) to the White House Correspondents’ Dinner. During the Obama years this celebration of Washington’s nerdiest journalism nerds turned into a celebrity super bowl of sorts, a place where you could embarrass yourself in front of Game of Thrones’ Jaime Lannister or get stared down by super model Chanel Iman. Where the ugly people would invite the beautiful people and they would actually show up because everyone wanted to be down with Barack and Michelle (we met them once, so we’re on first name basis).


But this year is going to be very different.

No celebrities.

No hype.

No Barack and Michelle.

No President. (Trump said he’s not going because we’re all “fake news.”)

Just a room full of nerds, glorious, glorious newsy nerds dressed up in their best digs pretending to not care that no one wants to come to their number one party now that the president isn’t black anymore.


So, of course the year where it didn’t matter The Root finagled 3 tickets instead of the usual one.

Join The Root’s managing editor, Danielle Belton, senior editor Yesha Callahan and political editor Jason Johnson as we survive what will either be a very nice rubber chicken dinner or a complete shitshow at a party that literally didn’t matter anymore the minute we could get more than one ticket.

Editor-in-Chief of The Root. Nerd. AKA "The Black Snob."

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