The Al Smith Dinner: Trump Gets Booed; Clinton Hands Trump His Ass

If you don't know what the Al Smith Dinner is, here's a brief description care of Wikipedia: "The Alfred E. Smith Memorial Foundation Dinner, commonly known as the Al Smith Dinner, is an annual white tie fundraiser for Catholic charities supporting needy children held at the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel in New York on the third Thursday of October. It is organized by the Alfred E. Smith Memorial Foundation in honor of former New York Governor Al Smith, the first Catholic presidential candidate; the dinner is hosted by the Archbishop of New York (currently Cardinal Timothy Dolan). The first dinner was in 1945, the year after Al Smith's death. It is generally the last event at which the two U.S. presidential candidates share a stage before the election [during presidential election years]."

Not only do the candidates share a stage: They roast each other, and, typically, themselves.

So, last night, the two candidates showed up and did their thing. I'm sure you'll be shocked to hear that Donald Trump behaved abysmally. His jokes were cruel, and he got booed by the audience, which is unprecedented in the history of the Al Smith Dinner. The closest he got to sending up himself was throwing Melania under the bus in a plagiarism joke.

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Hillary Clinton, wearing pink for breast cancer awareness month, but choosing the precise bright pink of Planned Parenthood, which I'm guessing is no coincidence because she is AMAZING, was genuinely funny with a far superior delivery, and she handed Trump his ass.

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What's fascinating to me about Clinton's segment is that Trump seems delighted that she's even mentioning him, as opposed to the usual stony-faced reception he usually gives at these sorts of things. Honestly, it's the closest I've ever seen him come to actually laughing.

I'm not sure what that's about, exactly, but it reminds me of this ex-boyfriend of a friend of mine, who was the most enormous douchebag, and, the first time we met, referred to my friend and me as broads. "Are you broads ready to go or what?" I'd already suffered a half-hour of this guy's misogynistic bravado, and I replied with a snarl through a saccharine smile: "Modern women prefer to be called cunts." He paused, his eyes flashed, and then he broke out into cascading laughter. "I like this one!" he pronounced to my friend.

Whatever that's about is what was going on with Donald Trump as he watched Hillary Clinton last night.

Anyway. In summation: Donald Trump is an unfunny jerkbag and Hillary Clinton rules. The end.

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