A Party While the World Burns

Last night I went to a reception for the White House Correspondents’ Dinner. It was my first time attending the event in any form since I moved to D.C. in 2009. I don’t know what I expected. It was much louder, chaotic and crowded than I imagined (and I was already prepared for it to be a bit of a mess getting in and out of). But nothing like the idea of the President of the United States, the First Lady and a gaggle of celebrities to bring out thousands on a rainy, cold spring evening.

But while there was the usual cocktail sipping and chances for the brainiac set to ogle “Jamie Lannister” and Gabourey Sidibe while having thrilling stare-downs with a game-faced Chanel Iman, 55-miles away in Baltimore, Md. protests were erupting over yet another black man’s death in police custody. This time 25-year-old Freddie Gray, who suffered a traumatic spinal injury and eventually died after an interaction with police officers who denied him medical aid.  Continue reading