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It happened on Saturday night when Mrs. Clinton made a surprise visit to the Inner Circle dinner, an annual black-tie event that brings together the city’s press corps, lobbyists and lawmakers. She strode onstage with Mr. de Blasio and Leslie Odom Jr., the actor who plays Aaron Burr in the hit musical “Hamilton.”
“Thanks for the endorsement, Bill,” Mrs. Clinton said to Mr. de Blasio, a former aide to Mrs. Clinton when she was a senator from New York who nonetheless dallied in supporting her. “Took you long enough.”
“Sorry, Hillary,” Mr. de Blasio said. “I was running on C.P. time,” a reference to the stereotype “Colored People Time,” which drew some cringes from the audience.
Mr. Odom, who is black and appeared to be in on the joke, interrupted: “That’s not — I don’t like jokes like that, Bill.”
Mrs. Clinton jumped in. “Cautious politician time. I’ve been there,” she said.
I found myself shocked by this story. I didn’t know Aaron Burr was black! Turning to my Partisan Handbook, under the chapter How to Handle Things Your Opponent Does That Really Aren’t That Bad, I see the heading Ask What Would Happen If Your Side Did It. But I can’t bring myself to turn to that page. Next!
Two of Trump’s kids won’t be voting for him in New York on account of they didn’t register Republican in time. I guess I could embed the Nelson “Ah ha!” video again . . . can’t muster the energy. Next!
Something about a Trump supporter in Colorado upset about being screwed by The Process, only he wasn’t, he just didn’t understand the rules. Cute; Mollie Hemingway does a great job at the link; tie-in to Trump kids’ story; metaphor obvious . . . Maybe I’m just sleepy, but this is all boring me. Next!
Bruce Springsteen won’t play in North Carolina on account of a bathroom law that doesn’t allow guys pretending to be transgender to be peeping toms, or something. Bryan Adams follows suit in Mississippi; Internet wags point out that Adams regularly does shows in Arab countries where women and gays fare somewhat worse than even Mississippi. I can almost get fired up about this one, imagining the lifelong Bruce fan who scored him some front row tickets to the concert of a lifetime and probably hates the law too, being screwed because the Working Class Hero has turned so reflexively leftist that making empty political points matters more than the fans.
Yup, it’s not getting better than that. The post is already long anyway. We’re going out strong with this one.
They’re day-old stories for the most part but I was out last night. What do you want from me? (Thanks for the meal, happyfeet! It was delicious, and better than pancakes.)